My special lady friend works at a barn and they’re often acquiring new cats and kittens either as barn kitties or passed along for adoption. I have the fortune of spending the weekend with itty bittiest of them. Meet Hillary.
She is one month old and holy shit she is precious as all get out. I have that Talking Heads song Staying Up Late stuck in my head.
She drinks formula out of a tiny bottle so all she does is pee. I didn’t realize she was doing it at the time, I just thought it was hilarious that I put the crinkle ball on her and she didn’t move for a solid couple minutes. Don’t worry, no little girl of mine is going to sit in her nasty old pee box all day.
We spent last night watching a sizeable chunk of Walking Dead Season 4 while I gave her belly rubs. At one point she had to whiz again so she just did the sprinkler on my shirt. I only own a small handful of decent shirts these days so I was all fuck it.
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