“Okay,” I said, “fact is, we’re getting older…”
“Speak for yourself,” retorted Stefano, my husband of 21 years, grinning and interrupting my chain of thought.
“…we’re getting older,” I repeated, ignoring him, “and our cats are getting older, too. So here’s what I think: we don’t NEED any more cats, our house is full. But let’s just say that at some point we come across the cutest, most lovable kitten in the world. Well, forget it. Not happening. Everyone wants to adopt kittens, and kittens usually have a much easier time finding a good home compared to adult cats. In the future, therefore, we will be open ONLY to adopting an elderly or disabled cat that nobody else wants.”
And so we both agreed: no more kittens.
This conversation took place about a year ago, and that’s how, in July 2020, we ended up with Potter, an absolutely adorable, fluffy 2.5-month-old Maine Coon kitten.
Never say never.
It only gets you into trouble… 🙂
I can attest to the wonderfulness of all cats, especially the Maine Coons. I just adopted an older MCC not too long ago. It’s been two years, actually! He is a sweet, loyal cat. Unfortunately, he lets the other cat beat up on him a bit.