We got adopted by a poor abandoned, dirty and starving little teeny tiny kitten. Damn it!! I wasn't in the market to be owned by another cat but she needed us so bad. And my big buff macho man marshmallow husband rescued her and brought her into the bedroom whith my daughter (where I was sleeping soundly), woke me up and said, "Look what I found." I opened my eyes saw a little kitty, closed my eyes and said, "I don't want it!" Then rolled over so I didn't have to see the sad puppy dog faces on my husband and daughter. But then I got up. Well long story short, I ended up feeding it bathing it and puting ointment on its sore before I even went to the bathroom. Big brute marshmallow husband went and got some kitty supplies. Lonely sweet daughter got one of her soft fuzzy blankys and snuggled it all day. Put it in a box with the blanky for the night and it didn't even cry. It is so sweet and cute. And it loves us so much. So, needless to say...We've been adopted, damn it!!!
We named her DC. because we can make it stand for all kinza thingz. We also call her "Dirty Girl" because she was so dirty.
She started out with the name Mud.
