After 2 years of begging and prodding, bribing and blackmailing the kids finally had me: I agreed to getting a cat last week. So Thursday we picked him up from the local anmal care center, our black and white 4 month old cuddler (well, the latter makes him supremely suitable to thrive in this family). Of course my resolution never to let him near my bedroom dissolved after about one and a half days and now Tommy wakes me up at around six by traipsing all over my face and poking his cold nose under my chin. His favorite toys are any kinds of strings and chains and his sleeping place at night is Sabrina’s covers. So it will surprise no-one that our household just got even livelier and more chaotic and the gender distribution is finally balanced.