Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Howie





My Dad called me last night to inform me he found a baby kitty at work, and that it was sleeping peacefully in my Mom's arms. Shrill screams of delight from my end of the cellular device promptly woke up the peaceful kitty. I promptly named him Howie and my Mom called this morning to tell me that they are indeed going to keep the 1.2 lb of six weeks old of fluff...(Homer already despises Howie.)

7 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

They were indeed quite shrill screams of delight. Followed by:
"Can we keep him? Can we keep him? I want to name him! His name is Howie. Awww I love Howie!"

8:52 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Homer dosn't sound too friendly, maybe he's just temporally jealous...

9:58 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Awww...you'll have to get a picture sent!

4:25 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Very, very, cute!

10:30 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

He could be Baxter's new friend!!!
They could see each other every day. You could hidde little Howie in a secret cat-sized tree house in the Jo-Bowl.

12:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

*hide*

12:01 PM  
Blogger The Fosters said...

Wow, Christopher, that is quite an idea to ponder...

12:15 PM  

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