I have taken to randomly inserting “kitten?” into my sentences. Partially to see if Dan is listening to me. Partially to make him laugh. Mostly because I am extremely impatient about getting this kitten. I am trying to be a mature adult about waiting but in all reality, I have never been patient. I even read 15 different sites about raising kittens, trying to find one that said you could take the kittens home earlier than 6-8 weeks. Zilch. Darn veterinarians. What do they know?

Last night I asked Dan how many weeks until the kitten came home. He said 7. I waited 5 mintues then asked him again. His answer didn’t change.

Crappy.