For my birthday we also got a new kitty. Craig has said we could get a cat if it wasn't the kind that hides under furniture. He started petting an alley cat near the embassy, and eventually decided she was sweet enough to bring home. The maintenance men at the embassy were feeding and taking care of her, and they had named her Masha. The beginning was a bit rough, as she immediately decided that she wanted nothing more than to find a male kitty. The recommended vet was on vacation for the first three weeks of her time with us, but once he returned he spayed her. Since then she has been the sweetest! Our life is so transient, and it feels so settled and normal to add a pet to life. I love seeing the kids love her.
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| She spent four nights with the vet after her surgery. She was wearing this sweet little "dress" to cover her stitches when he returned her. Resourceful and a fashion statement. |
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| Max is obsessed with her. We hear "meow" from the minute he wakes. He loves her, even more than she wants to be loved. She endures like a sweet kitty. |
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| Most cats wouldn't stand for this. Dad picked out a good one for us. |
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