Lost and Found

Yo Lifers, so looking back I should have known this would not end good.

So this past Friday morning the DW tells me that she heard what she thought was a cat in our garage. Now we sort of live out the country, so we've had stray cats wander in there before, and with all the rain we've had lately it didn't surprise me much. So I told her that I'd check it out when I got home.

Well, as soon as I got home from work we hit the ground running, and didn't get home until late. So Saturday morning, on her way out, the DW tells me she'll be home around 1, and asks if I'll check in the garage for that cat.

Later that afternoon I get to the garage and beginning looking. Of course I find nothing. Upon her arrival she explains to me that I'm doing it wrong looking on the wrong side.

Ok fast forward to last night as Mini me and I were heading out to pick up some chow we heard a faint meow. After moving some crap around this is what we found.

Yeah that's right, kittens. No I did not say a cat, I said kittens. Apparently some ho-bag momma cat decided to drop her young in my garage. And not just one, no she went and plopped out 4. Yeah 4 kittens that barely have their eyes open.

Now it's no secret that I'm not a smart man. I admit it. I do dumb things. Don' believe me? Click here or here, heck even here should be enough to prove that I don't make the best decisions. So what I should have done at this point was place these little rats in a box and dumped them in the first creek I came to quickly taken them to a pet store or animal shelter. But Noooooooooo. Like a dummy, I let my clowns see them.

And anybody who has clowns knows this is not a good idea. Immediately Miss O claims to have a favorite.

No, no you don't. I say. You don't have a favorite. Don't even look at 'em. Don't touch 'em. Don't like 'em. Don't love 'em. We are not keeping them. No. No. No. No.

Today I came home from work and they have names.....

J-Tony

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