Say hello to Ruthie!

Monday night, driving home I get a text from roommate: The spawn of Satan is in our bushes. Hmmmm....
A few minutes later, another text: It's a kitten! I walked in the door and could hardly believe so much cuteness could be wrapped up in such a small little critter. Less than an hour later, I was in love. We named her Ruthie. She's so cuddly. Yesterday she just followed me around the kitchen, snuggling against my legs as I made coffee and poured cereal. She hates being away from us... when we shut her in the laundry room she cries such pitiful and heart-wrenching meows. I was doing work on the computer yesterday and she just laid on my lap. She loves to crawl up on our shoulders and just sit there purring contentedly. She is so small - we guess she's about 2 months old - and we suspect someone may have waited until she was old enough to fend for herself and then dropped her in our neighborhood. Poor thing! She spent a whole day in the laundry room on Tuesday and didn't go to the bathroom once. That night, the minute we put the newly-purchased litter box on the floor, she ran over and used it. Smart kitty - already potty-trained. I'm so excited that we're going to keep her. I have wanted a cat pretty much my whole life and my parents were never cat people. Ruthie has such a sweet personality and she is so hungry for affection. I don't know what she's been through, but I'm guessing it wasn't good from how fearful she seems. I am so glad we get to welcome her into her little home.





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