Look what we rescued...

Sometimes I operate under the maxim that it is easier to ask for forgiveness than get permission. Today was one of those days. I knew my hubby wouldn't object if I mentioned getting another cat but I also knew he would hem and haw about it. So, we just went and did it. Here's the whole story...my oldest son's cat has decided that he belongs out doors. Anytime we manage to get a hold of him, he is happy for a few days and then he stalks the doorways. It doesn't matter how hard we try, he gets outside. I know he has at least 4 other houses he has conned into feeding him and at least one house who has brought him inside often enough to give him a flea collar. Now, I know some of y'all are probably asking "Why doesn't he have a collar? Then he would always come home." Well, Snoopy is an escape artist and he has gotten out of every collar we have ever put on him. So, Marty has been missing having his own kitty and asked if he could use some of his birthday money to adopt a kitty from the shelter. After school today, Marty, Gabe, and I headed over to the animal shelter and he picked out a kitty. Meet Freddy...

He is the sweetest 2 yr old cat who was surrendered by his owners when they had to move. He is healthy, has had his shots, is neutered, and microchipped. Marty is delighted.