We don't need another

This is how my morning started.

Caitlin: Good morning, Madre. Isn't it the most beautiful morning ever?

Me: What's up... is it bad?

Anytime that sweet words come singing out of the mouth of one of my children, before 8:00am in the morning, it's a sure sign that something is up.

This sure sign came in a furry package.

Anyone need a cat?