The search is on

Denny and I decided this week we're going to get a cat. It's time. Years ago we turned our cat, Mouse (she squeaked like a mouse as a kitten) over to my mom as Mouse never cared for traveling. But after seeing so many cats in windows and sitting on dashboards of motorhomes we figure it is time to accept the responsibility of a pet once again. And we'll deal with the logistics of getting said pet home at Christmas later.

We are so ready that when we arrived here in Deming on Monday we had to hit the Wal*Mart for supplies we purchased a litter box, litter, food dish and a cat toy. Now all we need is the cat. Right now we're debating on kitten vs. adult cat. I'm all for adopting a grown cat from the animal shelter while Denny thinks a kitten could be more easily trained to accept riding in a truck. He probably has a point, but I look at the adult cats at the shelter and feel that they are the ones who need a home the most as they already know what it's like to have one.

We did stop in at the local animal shelter to visit with their cats and they had a couple of nice looking females but none of them was particularly loving. This time around I want a cat that actually likes people and laps. No more snotty cats for me. The search will continue next week when we arrive in Rockport, Texas where we'll have a couple of weeks to look around and make that decision of big cat/little cat.

I guess if I wanted love I could have adopted one of the thirty puppies that wiggled and licked and so wanted to come out and play with us, but Denny and I agreed a long time ago that neither one of us was fond of the idea of having to walk a dog in the rain and picking up poop. Plus a dog can't be left alone for long periods of time like a cat can and we sometimes spend the whole day away from the rig doing our geocaching or playing golf or sightseeing. Basically, we're too selfish for a dog and we're comfortable with that. So a cat it will be...or a kitten.

Stay tuned...