It's no secret that I don't really like animals. I've blogged it before.
It's not the animals fault - most animals are cute, we scout out plenty of animals on our walks, leave treats for possums, have love for all of God's creatures, etc
It's the looking after them and feeding them and touching them aspect. No thanks.
I already have
But there is a plus side in having a vet for a neighbour.
We can get our animal fill and NOT have to look after them.
She has two cats, a dog, a bird plus she is always babysitting strays, neglected or sick animals.
There is always a furry/feathery friend to be found over there.
This morning at 7am our 8 year old neighbour bought over a special treat for us.
A stray/lost 2 week old kitten.
We all gooed and gahed this morning when a little fella the size of our hands came to visit.
Everyone had to have multiple turns of holding him.
Adorable. But I know what they grow into.
However my nawwwww quotient was filled for today.
In my lap
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