Our longtime cat, Giant Kitty, passed away a couple of months ago. She had a good, long life (15 years) and we miss her terribly. We’d decided that we would like still like to have a cat in the house, so we planned to get a rescue cat. Giant Kitty was about 3 years old when she was adopted, and our original plan was to get another adult. We were also open to getting a younger cat, as we thought it would be fun for Jacob to watch a kitten grow into adulthood.
We stopped at the Michigan Humane Society on Saturday and spent some time with the residents. There was a wealth of beautiful animals there, all waiting for loving homes. In the end, we went with Ziggy (née Trucker), whose personality was immediately apparent. He’s a 3-month-old domestic short hair mix. He spent the first few hours hiding behind and under things in my home office, but it didn’t take long for his social nature (and love of wiggly toys) to win out.
We really liked the way Jake’s birthday cake (from a little over 2 weeks ago) turned out.
Burgers were roasted, corn was eaten, little boys played with bubbles.
One of the best things about having a very little kid as an older parent is getting to re-experience all the most fun parts of childhood: getting a new toy, visiting Santa and the Easter Bunny, etc.
The little guy will be coming home from nursery school to see this one, and I can’t wait.
Let’s just say that genetics provides us a challenge here.
I was getting ready to put Jake down for his afternoon nap and he decided to pose a bit for me, so here’s your daily dose of cute.
Just about as cute (and as messy) as you would expect.
Also, he wants to eat your shoe.
This picture is a few weeks old, but I forgot to mention we have a new bunny.
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