No… I’m not pregnant. My addiction to sushi dipped in chocolate frozen yogurt is something else entirely. 🙂

We took Finian to the vet this morning to get something on his back looked at. (When I finally got him out from under the bed on Thursday, I noticed that there was an avacado pit-sized growth where his vaccinations were done 2 weeks ago.) The doctor drained part of it and gave us some antibiotics and prednisone to try and get it to unswell. Finn was a very good boy and didn’t complain once. (We also got him in his cage in only two tries and without blood being drawn. Boo yah!) The vet also only charged us for the meds because the office visit was related to the vaccines — $15 instead of $60. Double boo yah!

Anyway… the “addition” might be a little female tabby patch kitten. She’s being fostered by one of their clients and she walked over to me on the counter and started nuzzling my hands and loving me up. I have really wanted a tabby patch female, so I was really fighting the urge to adopt her then and there. Cindy (our favorite vet tech and my boys’ foster mommy) told me that if I wanted to think about it, she’d put me on the list. Unlike our boys, we’d have to pay a $50 donation for this one, which is more than worth it since she’s had most of her shots (which would probably be $100 alone) and has been tested for leukemia.

I’m hoping our boys would treat her well if we got her. She would be named Freya. (“Freya” was a Norse goddess who rode in a sleigh pulled by black cats. I also just love the name.)