Because I don't have enough animals (1 dog, 4 cats), I've seriously been thinking about taking a kitten from my friend's litter (no...she didn't have them, her cat did ). But, nope. I'm not taking one. I'm taking TWO. I know the psychology. I know I'm doing this because I need to nurture something that actually appreciates it. I know I need to baby something. And I know I'm feeling so helpless with my own kids and my own 'stuff', that I need something to take care of that I don't feel helpless about. But, I'm still taking them. Their names are Isa (E-sa) and Chloe. I prolly shouldn't have named them 2 weeks ago when I was, supposedly, still on the fence about it. They wormed their way into my heart. I'll post pictures when I bring them home. Just don't tell my mom. She starts freaking out and thinking I'm a collector. Sigh. She's a bit dramatic. Hopefully, the kittens are good at hiding.