My father called me Sunday and said he was at a market. He was excited to tell me he just “gotten something” and wanted to give it to me! My answer is always the same, even before he says what it is: NO. And, then I usually repeat it just in case there is any confusion: NOOOOO!
There are several reasons the answer is always NO!
First: I don’t really want any more stuff! I’m over-stuffed with stuff!
Second: He usually gets this stuff at a flea market, yard sale or worse– the side of the road or out of a trashcan or dumpster. Yep, he’s THAT guy! He’s very proud of the stuff he gets! Oh, and did I mention he puts the show HOARDERS to shame. Everything that can be filled is filled with said stuff.
Okay, back to the phone call. He got kind of serious for a second. I’ll tell you what I have, he said. WHAT IS IT? I couldn’t wait to hear, but at the same time my ears started to cringe.
A kitten. A WHAT?????? Yep, a kitten. Do you want it? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Let me repeat that again: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! To every statement thereafter, I merely said NO! No Rick doesn’t want a kitten, either. Nor, does Jonathan.
Free is dangerous.
Apparently, a lady at the market had a box of free kittens. And, yada, yada, yada, he took the last one. He was going to take two–a male and female! We can all be glad he didn’t!
Actually, I think a kitten will be good for him. It’s something to care for. To love. To have and to hold. SHE won’t cost him alimony. Though, the thought of someone else owning all of that stuff is tempting.
He said he fed the kitten, who he was transporting in a box in the back of his vehicle (filled with stuff) a few french fries. He was going to stop by the store for food. I did remind him that he might want to get a liter pan. “Oh, I didn’t think of that” he said. Uh-huh. This is why I said no, because I did think it through.
Actually, I am happy for him and I think it will be good, so long as the kitten doesn’t get lost in the house.
I’ll keep you posted.
I told him he needed to name the kitten. He said he would call her Little Lisa. Um, let’s get a little more original that that please!