We have a cat. I'm not thrilled about it, but since I was the one who fed the stray, I have no one to blame but myself. It came to us on New Years Eve - this striking grey kitty who knew just how to lean into us and figure-eight around our legs. I couldn't help but reach down to pet it. Then my son ran inside shouting, "There's a cat outside." My children bounded upstairs like they were racing to see a marooned alien in our driveway. They all immediately fell in love with Eve - yes, we named her Eve because she came to us on New Years Eve. I at least succeeded in giving her the middle name of Farkus after Scott Farkus from The Christmas Story. So, after numerous Facebook postings asking if anyone lost a cat, and a $105 trip to the Vet, and $75 at Petsmart, Eve Farkus has a new home.
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01/03/2012
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AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!! Times infinity!
Posted by: Lisa Bingham | 01/03/2012 at 06:55 PM