Meet My Newest Furry Friend
I don’t believe I’ve introduced the newest furry friend in our home:
It’s worth mentioning that I don’t like cats. This cat, however, made herself very likeable. Being a friendly cat on a dairy farm is a problem. When cats are close to humans they are also close to huge animals and equipment that can kill them.
The cat really doesn’t have a name. We baby talk to Tony and say “Where’s the kitty?” which in baby talk sounds like “Where’s da key?
We took “Keey” home from Spencer’s parent’s on Memorial Day weekend. She and Tony were already great friends, so the transition went well. She is also litter-box trained from a winter spent with Spencer’s aunt. Taking her home was really a no-brainer.
Both pets are recovering from recent sugeries: Tony from a torn ACL and Keey from being spayed. They are quite miserable but seem to be comiserating well.
I am taking write-in votes for what to name “da key…” Any ideas?