So, I finally caved. After months (okay, month) of missing my beloved kitty Cortez, I decided to be a foster mom to a kitty-in-need for the local Pet Alliance.
His name is Beauregard Aloysius, Beau for short (see also: Beau-bear, Beau-bunny, Baby B, Wheezy Beau, and a jillion other unnecessary cutesy-poo nicknames) and as his name suggests, he is a southern gentleman.
He was sick as a dog (ha!) due to an upper respiratory infection when I picked him up, but after a week of cuddling, petting, syringe feeding (not fun), nose drops (even less fun), and playing catch the mouse, he’s no longer hiding under the bed and ducking for cover. He’s eating well, playing hard, and loves to curl up in a ball in my lap while purring like crazy. I think I’m in trouble.
Just FYI: I’ll be switching this blog and stylesamplemag.com over to self-hosted Wordpress, which is turning out to be more trouble than I expected. I hope to have it all completed by the weekend after Thanksgiving, so if things look a bit wonky between now and then, please bear with me. And pray for my sanity.
He is adorable!!! You are a good, good person. How in the world are you going to give him up someday?
he’s the cutest thing ever!
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AWW! Beau is adorable.
I hope the transition goes as smoothly as possible for you. They are truly a pain in the ass.
oh please! he’s yours : )
Oh what a cutie! I really admire you for doing the fostering thing. I’ve told Matt that when we get old, we need to get a big house and foster as many pets as we can (and still take care of all of them and pay attention to all of them, of course!).