In a weak moment we got another cat. When I say moment I mean I thought about it for a long while then made the move.

There have been days when I wondered if I had made a mistake. Three cats really does put you on the path to a reputation of crazy cat lady.

If you ask the second cat she will tell you three cats are too many. She hissed, spit, jumped and pouted for a week. Though she has forgiven cat number three for existing she has not forgiven the one who loved her best before he came along. The teenager continues to get growled at when she picks her beloved up. 

Three cats use a lot of litter. They lose a lot of hair. 

There will be No. More. Cats. 

No really. 

But I guess number three was worth it.