And I know I shouldn’t get another kitten, but…ohhhhh the face! Oh the sweet little feeties!!! Oh the itty whiskers, and the falling asleep in weird places and oh the itty bitty toeses and the spiky teeny tail!!!

This happens to me every once in a while, every few years, and I get nostalgic for that baby cat feeling, and I just want one. Badly.

But then common sense kicks in and I think, “You moron, you have enough cats.”

And I think about how much love each of these boogers need, and I think it’s not such a good idea to get another kitten.

But I want one anyway. But the vet bills. For 6 cats. And the hairballs. And the mystery lumps on the carpet, with 5 even, you don’t know who did it. And the litter training. And the tufts of fur in the most bizarre places. And the plant eating. And subsequent vomiting. And the playing-with-things-they-shouldn’t-play-with. One more cat?

But with all that we already deal with without too much trouble, what’s one more cat?

Then again, to Taylor, Salju, and Mecca, they probably don’t get enough love as it is, there’s always a crowd around me in the bathroom when I come home for the day, 3 cats jockeying for some petting. And I don’t want to get another boy cat while Tay’s around. Because he’s my son. My sunshine. And I don’t want to change that, or add the male/male dynamic to a pretty stable clowder. So another kitten may not be such a good idea.

But we could have one of these!!!!

Note (10/30/05): I just noticed that this little lovely is actually up for adoption on their website. Kill me now, but I am just dying to go to Cali and snatch her up! Poor kitty. No good to those people just because she can’t breed. Stupid bastards. Check out their adoptions page…