In a Moment of Weakness...

I took DS 4 to the animal shelter this weekend. I know I should know better. He is an animal magnet if there ever was one. I TOLD him we were NOT going to get anything. We were just going to look.

At our shelter, you sit in a room full of cats...wandering around you. Several were attracted to DS 4 pretty quickly. But this one....

This one latched on to him and wouldn't let him go. We sat. We played. We snuggled with others. But she stayed constant. We left to go look at the dogs. They were ugly and loud. Then it was back to the cat room. And, in the words of DS 4, "I looked at Mom with these eyes and she said, 'If I let you get this cat, then you have to take responsibility for it'." Between her eyes and his, I was gone. I asked him to share his eyes with the blogging world...so here ya' go...

After I agreed to take her, we went outside to fill out the paperwork. And do you know what? She came to the window in the midst of all the other cats and played with DS 4 THROUGH the glass!

And here they are...at home...where she is now living as a "foster kitten" until she gets fixed on the 25th of September.

And, guess who's not happy....and wants to remind everyone that he is the king of the litterbox? Yep, that would be DS 3's cat who was rescued from the very same shelter just over a year ago. Please pray for peace in the feline world that is now living in my house! It's really our goal for everyone in our family to get along including our four-footed friends. As soon as he knows that he's still loved and important to us, I'm sure all will be well.

In other family news...

I've decided that DH and I gave birth to our own "Alex P. Keaton" when we had DS 3! He's a staunch Republican who is very concerned about my occasionally standing on the fence in the political arena. In fact, he begged DH to make sure I didn't vote for a certain candidate earlier this year! I am only hoping that DH explained the word DEMOCRACY to him. But, alas, he knows about (and for that matter, cares about) politics more than I probably ever will. And I'm glad. It's people like him who help people like me sift in a way.

Anyway, he came home last week and announced that he'd be seeking the job of Freshman President for his new high school. He went to the meeting on Friday and was unswayed by the fact that there are 14 other candidates. Nope. He started his campaign via Facebook the night before. He painted signs before the game Friday night (only a few hours after the information meeting) and hung the first two up there. He plans to go to school early on Tuesday to meet kids at the busses. DS 2 took him to the school yesterday so they could hang posters in the "best spots".

Hey, I have an idea! Maybe he could be like his cat and sit on a litterbox to tell 'em who should win!

Seriously, though, DS3 is nothing if not persistent---and clever! I'm not sitting on a fence here. I hope he wins!