Wednesday, November 25, 2009

A cat named Dwight

I wasn't really sure what was happening. All I knew was that I was hot and tired of picking up brush from the huge "compost pile" (which is mostly just sticks. First of all, "pile" is an understatement. This is like a mountain of brush that has built up for years at BCI. It's in front of this huge wall that they want to move to make room for more parking). I wasn't aware of very much since I listening to Keith Urban on my mp3 player (and realizing how great country music accompanies manual labor. Seriously). All I know is that things suddenly got very exciting. As Kyle moved a few more branches, he made an awesome discovery. Out from the rubble emerged a tiny, black and white kitten, only a few weeks old. Constance, who is our local enthusiast, cried out with aggressive joy and lifted the kitty high in the air. And rightly so, we were all pretty pumped.

We have been talking about getting cat since we've got here. Since our mice problem was especially awful right at the beginning we talked about getting a cat to take of that issue. One dinner, we were discussing the cat and decided that if we did get a cat, then we should name it Dwight, after one of the best characters on The Office. (Yes, we are hardcore fans). However, this whole conversation happened in October – when we were broke. The more we thought about it, the more we realized that we probably couldn't afford since we could barely afford to feed ourselves (Kyle). And so the dream of getting a cat slowly faded away.

That is, until today.

We are now the proud owners of Dwight – who may or may not be a female cat. She is so small, we can't really tell though. Thankfully she is barely old enough to eat on her own (so we don't have to bottle fed her, which is awesome). Right now, we are trying to teach her not to eat the rocks in her litter box. What a weirdy cat. BCI people aren't too sure what they think about this orphan, but once we say we'll use her to catch mice then everyone immediately has a better outlook about it. This is a good thing, since we have all fallen in love with her already.

Here Dwight, Dwight, Dwight…

2 comments:

  1. I like that you used the phrase, 'weirdy cat'.
    I love it actually.
    And I love you.

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  2. sounds like a win/win situation for Dwight and for you all!

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