Never in a million years did I think my dad would give in and let me get a kitty… But it happened. Last Saturday, Andrew surprised me with a cat. Here’s the story.
I found a 3 month old kitten under the propane tanks at the gas station a week or two ago. I brought him home and my parents flipped out. But he was so young we couldn’t let him go off on his own. So we kept him until he ran off or a family came and took him to give him a good life.
I was pretty sad, because I had always wanted a kitten before. He was gone for about 3 days and Andrew, my boyfriend if you’re new to reading, decided to surprise me.
Carly told me she was going to look for a baby kitten to give me to make me happy. She found one that was about 30 minutes away from us. Andrew just happens to work in that area. I sent him the picture of the kitty to show him how cute the kitty was. (He was a 6 month old grey and white cutie).
Andrew decided to message the lady who was giving him away and said he wanted to get the kitty. He told Carly to stop looking for other kittens because he was going to surprise me. He texted his mom, telling her to call him at some exact time, making up some excuse to go to that town to pick something up. We went to the town and he pulled into an old parking lot, saying this is where one of his work friends like to hangout and he wanted to see what it was like to be his friend. Right when we parked another car pulled up next to us. I said “Is that your friend?” Andrew said “No, it’s the people with your kitty.”
I cried… for a half hour. I got a little kitty all of my own. Enjoy these pictures of Smokey J.
I hope you all liked reading! 💙