Pepper is a pouter. ESPECIALLY when she goes to the vet. The poor girl has had a rough start at kitten hood. She came home from N.O.A.H. with a little kitty cold and a huge case of bashful (that she has since mostly got over,) and now has a yucky, runny nose, watery eyes, sneezing and coughing fits cold! We took her to see Dr. Wilson this afternoon and came home with antibiotics and eye medicine.
Michael and I had a good conversation on the way home, and I was reassured that it doesn't matter how much they cost us, our little kittens are a joy and a blessing and NEVER a regret. I made a joke that it's a good thing we do not have kids yet because of how much these babies have cost us! Ginger and Pepper are more than worth it though. God knew what He was doing when He guided us to the shelter that solemn Saturday afternoon. We have been blessed more than I could have hoped.
He always does give us beauty for ashes and the oil of joy for our mourning.
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