Meet Bishop Logan, my new sweevil kitten
On
December 23rd … no. Let me go
back. Even before the Covid pandemic
started I had been thinking of finally adopting another cat. It’s been years since my boy Bruce Lee passed
away after all. I even ran in Petco a
couple times to see cats up for adoption.
But the pandemic hit, there was lockdown. I just stayed home. A lot.
Like, more than usual.
Cut to October 2020, maybe even before that, and kitty fever is striking. It’s time.
Finally. Even Bruce Lee thought
so, since he kept bringing me cats in dreams.
So I went inside Petco, fell in love with a little orange tabby, sent a
text asking about him, filled out an application, interviewed and played with
him. Then, NOTHING. (To this day, nothing.)
I
had been looking online for adoptable cats too and went back to look at a cat I’d
liked (even sent his picture with others to my mom and best friend) and asked
if he was still available. This was a Friday. I filled out another application for another
agency on Monday. I was contacted and it
was set for me to visit him at his foster home on Wednesday, December 23rd.
That is the day I brought home my Bishop Logan.
I haven’t slept well since! Stay tuned.
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