Ever since I moved into my own place I've been going back and forth back and forth on the topic of getting a cat. I was on board for a while and then off and then on. It's been a little annoying. And my mom has been fully on board with the whole idea for quite some time.
Well, last night I got me a little furry, four-legged friend and brought him home.
Ladies and Gents, meet Deets Augustus. Named for two of my favorite characters from Lonesome Dove.
I got him at the Humane Society, he's 7 months old, and he just sat right down in my arms in the visitation room. Seemed like a match made in heaven.
A little over an hour after being home, he was all tuckered out.
Can I get a collective "Awwwwww"?