Our youngest got him from a friend whose cat just had kittens. The deal is he is suppose to be an outdoor cat as I am allergic to them. She has him in her room right now potty training him and keeping him away from me. I'm a little smitten, I must say. When we got our first cat, he was a year old, fully grown and a shyster. I loved him and miss him all the time. I also said I never wanted another pet because I didn't think my poor heart could take losing another pet. We'll see if he ever makes it outside.
And Drama Queen also signed up for a recruiter call from the Army. If I wasn't so hung over from the camping party at our friends house while watching the hicks do mud bogging in their field, I would go have a drink.