World, Meet Molly

Last Saturday, our cat of 12 years, Loki, died. He became very sick and by the end of the day we discovered he was in congestive heart failure and was drowning in his own fluids so he had to be put down. All this week, Kennedy kept saying, "man, I miss Loki, I want him back right now!" Today, we decided to bite the bullet and get her a new kitten. We found her at the pet store and Kennedy has dubbed her Molly. I had to get a kitten because I'm not a real cat lover so the only way I'm comfortable with a cat is to have had it pretty much from birth.

Here are a couple of shots from today, we noticed the dirt in her ears and had a good cleaning session thanks to a couple of these pictures!


Here she is on the couch in Kyle's room:



Wonder if we'll sleep tonight?