Addie told me a few weeks ago that for her birthday all she wanted was “a real live kitty.”  Of course I promptly told her that she has a real live kitty, Tiger.

“But I want a kitty that is mine and will love me, Mama.”

She also told J. and I a few days later, “I just want a pet that won’t step on my feet!”  (Ha. I think she was alluding to Fritz, my parent’s puppy who seems to find little toes wherever he steps.)

And, in all fairness Tiger has never really been a fan of Addie. Smokey, despite being a bit cantankerous, seemed to tolerate Addie’s “loving” much more than Tiger ever has.

While we were at the “puppy/kitty store” (as Addie calls it) this morning they were in the middle of an adoption weekend and this little kitty needed a new home. Addie decided she would be a good birthday present and a kitty to love forever.

She looks an awful lot like a mini-Tiger, doesn’t she? She is  a very, VERY sweet and affectionate cat.  And so far seems very tolerant of Addie’s attempts to pick her up and love her.

She is hanging out in the bathroom until she gets acquainted with Tiger, who has been nowhere to be found this afternoon. It is almost as if she senses a disturbance in the force and has taken to hiding under a bed I’m sure.

But I think once Tiger meets new kitty she will likely see her charm and grow to like her, too.