
His name is "Stripes". The kids both wanted a cat for their birthdays (April and May); we told them not until school was out. Will take some time for the weiner-mutt to get used to; after all, she was bred to kill things just this size!

They waited patiently and when we decided last weekend to get one on Saturday, they used their heads. My sister had found this little fellow abandoned by her garage. She couldn't keep it, and none of the shelters would take it save one - and they told her that if it was not adopted out within 24 hours, they would put it down.
We saw a nice cat at the shelter in our town, which won't put any healthy animal down - even if they end up caring for it for it's natural life. We then went to my sister's and saw this one. My son told his sister that they should get this one - since the other one would be fine, and they would be saving this one's life. Made me very proud!
Of course, I know some of you are thinking "that would have been one less cat..."
Pphhh!!!
