Living LaFarge

I haven’t heard that sound so intimately connected with my life for awhile, but we’re starting to again. We started looking for a kitten, for real, last week. And now, through the grace of god and a woman who really wanted to get a kitten off our hands, we have one.

It was going to be a half-assed surprise (half-assed because Erika had been corresponding with this woman and asked me to call her, and we were already looking anyway) but it turned out quarter-assed, or pretty much ass-free, because the woman called Erika as soon as she got home after I’d picked up the kitten (a clandestine affair involving a rendezvous on the neutral territory of Petsmart near Westminster Mall) and told Erika, “Your husband just took the kitten and was planning to surprise you with it, but I thought I’d call you and tell you this…”

Well, or something like that. Odd. But we have a kitten!

When Erika got home, our conversation went something like this—after she finished cooing about the delightful creature:

E: So, we have a kitten!
J: [proudly] Yep!
E: I thought we wanted a shorthair.
J: Well, they’re kind of short‚Äî [as he idly picks a few hairs off his shirt]
E: Is it healthy? Has it been to the vet?
J: Err… don’t know?
E: You didn’t ask her if she’d taken it to the vet? Isn’t there some kind of cat disease that could affect me [being pregnant and all]?
J: Well, I… no, I didn’t ask her.
E: Is it a boy or a girl?
J: [sheepish grin]
Pause.
J: Look, we have a kitten!
E: It’s really sweet.

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