Back in April, we had to put our cat Libby to sleep. It was a very very sad and very very difficult decision. She wasn't the typical run around, meow at everything, be out and about cat. She just kinda hung out. Like a badass that didn't care if you thought she was around. Very 'yeah, I'm here, what?' Even though she wasn't always out and about, it was strange for a couple of months not having her around. I would wake up in the morning for work and walk out and expect to see her out on the couch and she wasn't there. We went three months without a cat. It was a good time frame for mourning the loss of Libby.
While home, my wife adopted a kitten. We named her Olive. I missed out on Libby's kitten phase because I was still working in Michigan while my wife was down in Wichita. So it's fun for me to play with Olive. She is in her bite everything phase which we should break soon because we don't want a cat that bites as she grows up. She'll play for quite a bit and then just fall asleep. Every once in a while she'll randomly fall of the couch quite humorously. She bounces right back like nothing happened. The best part about having a kitten? I can hold her in one hand. That's how small she is right now.
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