MOLLY

Two years ago, we got a cat. I see this as one of the biggest mistakes of my life. However, my kids would strongly disagree with this, and so we still have Molly. (Not that I haven't TRIED to get rid of her!) And really, Molly isn't that bad of a cat. But apparently she is one hot item here on the ranch, as she has produced FOUR litters of kittens in these short two years. Last spring, after her third, I vowed to get her spayed so we could end the madness. However, before I got it done, I discovered she was pregnant AGAIN! Also, we had kept one kitten, Sparkles, from the last batch, and we wanted to get her spayed, too, so I decided to just wait until after volleyball season, when Sparkles would be 6months old, and Molly's kittens would be about six weeks old.
SPARKLES
A few weeks ago, I was beginning to wonder if the kittens had survived. Molly was up around the house quite a lot, and I hadn't seen any kittens yet. Then one day, I was in the house and heard a baby kitten's meow outside. I went out to find that Molly had brought one of her kittens up to show me. It was adorable, of course, and I was glad to see only one. Then it was gone again. A few days later, it was back, and to my relief, there was still one.
Tuesday morning, I got on the phone to the vet and made the appointment for both Molly and Sparkles. Phew! One kitten to give away, two surgeries to be done, and then we'd be kitten-free forever! I was so excited!
That excitement was subdued quickly Wednesday morning, when I went outside and discovered THIS....
and THIS....
and THIS!!!!

AAAHHHHHH!!!!! So, this morning, I loaded up Molly and Sparkles and took them to the vet. I pick them up tomorrow morning, but my kitty problems are FAR from over, it seems. So, if any of you are feeling super-duper sorry for me by now, come and get a kitten (and get her spayed ASAP!)