It’s pretty apparent that I’m not quite ready for new kittens. Southern Honey and I went to the shelter again today, and I was a mess afterward. I’m not sure what was different this time from last week, but it was just about all I could take this week. Maybe it was the really cute Himalayans I wanted to bring home — all fluffy fur and gorgeous blue eyes — but I think it was the little fuzzball that was all sneezy that reminded me of ours so much.
I didn’t think I would be saying this two weeks ago, but I’m glad that we have to wait a little longer to adopt again. The last thing I want is to be all weepy over the new kittens instead of pleased to bring them home. The house is empty without them, though.