I have a brand new kitty in my house. She is an eight-month-old lady small woman named Polly. Polly is somewhat exceptional in that she is virtually all white except for a little grey on the top of her mind. And she has a few more feet on her paws than most other vaccinating indoor cats. Polly is polydactyl… and she is also Pip’s pet kitty. Pip, if you remember, is my puppy Charlotte’s kitty. I got Pip annually and a half ago when he was just two weeks old. Charlotte tried for three years to receive my older cats to play with her. She would dance around and play-bow facing them. They would just stare back at her as if you say”you’ve got to be kidding, right?”
Charlotte would finally give up and walk away. So one afternoon, I had an idea… or a hallucination as one of my sisters would say. Imagine if I have Charlotte her very own baby kitty to play? It seems to me that no one in the background of pet ownership had likely ever had such a fantastic idea!