The time has finally arrived! We got an adorable 8 week old kitten on Saturday and he is already very much part of the family with his playful cheeky personality. We all had different names that we wanted for him. I chose Jeter and Toby was quite set on Namath. Brannon was more practical and thought Kitty would be a winner but Lynnea in all her adorableness won the naming rights with the moniker of Whiskers. When we brought him home I thought that Brannon might just faint with excitement. It melts my heart how much the kids love their new pet. We've already had some adventures in the short while since he arrived. One such adventure was just this morning. Brannon was in the conservatory with the kitten and I had just left to go into the living room to see how Lynnea was doing when Brannon came in riding the car. You hardly ever see Brannon without a car of some kind and the ride-on is one of his favorite toys in the entire house so it was nothing unusual. When he got off of it and let Lynnea sit on it I got slightly suspicious since this NEVER happens. Why is Brannon sharing the car so nicely? Mere seconds later I heard soft meowing from an unidentifiable location. Upon being asked if the kitten was inside the car, Lynnea protested vehemently and I knew. I quickly picked her up and rescued the poor dear from the under seat compartment. There was plenty of room for tiny Whiskers so I can see why Brannon thought the kitten would like to ride all over the house in luxurious style. I would have done the same myself if I were a toddler. Nothing would have pleased me more than to have my favorite toy and best friend all at once! I have the feeling this is only the first in a long line of adventures that Whiskers will be having in the future. Luckily Whiskers was unscathed and has seemingly forgotten all about the incident. We definitely lucked out with him.
