Christmas suprise

At the first cold snap we had a small kitten stop at our back door. It was cute...but we don't need a cat. Then it iced over. Now we have a cat.

Sweet hubby liked this kitty and named it Purr-suasion because it purred all the time. Percy worked for short. Also it was a girl.

A few months went by and the kitty grew. It became a bad kitty, knocking over things, digging in our indoor potted trees, and getting on the kitchen countertops. All of that was expected even if it was annoying. So we squirted her with water, sprinkled ground pepper in the tops of the potted plants, and snapped her with wet dish towels if she got on the counter. OK, right?

Then Christmas day my mom visited and picked said kitty up. She said...um...Wendybird, you said your cat was a girl?!? This one is a boy. I took a closer look and low and behold. It is a she-man kitty cat. IT"S A BOY! Suprise!

We all looked around stunned. I think this kitty may be a stray again. It certainly lead us astray...HEE HEE!