This one time my cat had kittens and I was in cat HEAVEN. I loved cats and kittens and dogs and puppies and just all furry, lovable creatures.
I thought I was a cat whisperer and prided myself on the fact that I could be patient enough to get ANY cat in the neighborhood to come over and let me pet it.
When my cat ‘Kitty’ had her babies I begged to keep one. My Mom is really good at saying no to EVERYTHING, but I was really good at sweet talking her into anything and one day in the lobby at the dentist she was all, “Kathy, your Dad and I decided to let you keep one of the kittens,” and I was OVER THE MOON EXCITED!
When there was one kitten left we let the ad in the newspaper expire and I knew that little bundle was all mine. I named her Tigger because she had stripes and I was happy.
And then these two girls showed up at our gate and they were all “Hi, we saw an ad about kittens in the newspaper and we are so so hoping you have one left!! We wanted to give one to a little friend of ours for her birthday”.
And there I was standing at the gate, listening to their sob story and feeling guilty about the kitten I had in the house when here they didn’t have any at all.
“There’s one left…” I said.
And I went in the house and grabbed my kitten…the only one left…the one that was mine and I handed it over to those girls to give to the little girl who didn’t have a kitten, but was going to get one for her birthday.
“Ohhhhhh!” They delightedly cuddled my kitten.
I walked back to the house feeling 10% glad there was a girl out there getting a kitten and 90% just pissed those girls had to go show up at our gate.