I was out and about late this afternoon.  On a street
I have never taken (avoiding the freeway) heading
to an herb shop that I wasn't quite sure where it was
when I happened upon a Walmart.  All at once I
remembered I needed a replacement filter so I
made a quick turn into the parking lot.  There at the
entrance was some girl giving away a kitten.  I DON'T
get my cats that way (you have no idea what you are
getting) and I would never give a cat away like that.
The kitten was a male, appx 11 weeks old.  She said
the mother was feral and had the kittens outside.  She
managed to catch 4 of them and had already given 3
away.  Cute little guy, mostly white with large black
patches.  She gave it the unique name of Oreo ;-)
I told her if they were still there when I came out I would
think about it.  Well they were...so Oreo came home with
me.  Sasha is not happy, actually tried to attack him but
I know it's just nerves. Now she is letting him walk up to
her before she hisses and walks away.  ( I think at first she didn't
realize it was a cat).  I'll try and get some pics up soon.  He's a
real cuddler.  Slept wrapped up in my sweater all the way home.
I figure it was meant to be.  I shouldn't have been on that road or
at that store and I have been thinking that Sasha seemed ready for
a friend.  So..now the only thing is to come up with a name more
suited (and less obvious).  I was calling him Rio but I think he needs
a princely name to go with Sasha.  I am going to try and drop in
on the vet tomorrow.  Let's hope the little guy is healthy.

AG