So I don't think I ever posted about my Christmas, but this was seriously one of the best ones I've had. My mom bought me a kitten. When we were opening gifts I open up this odd shaped package and inside it is a litter box, a bag of kitten chow, a scratch pad and a food/water dish.
On Sunday my mom took me to the pet store her friend works at to look at the kittens. And there was this adorable orange tabby named Simba. And he was just the most affectionate kitten ever. He also happened to have been born on my birthday. I had to have him.
The story behind him though was a bit sad. His previous owner bought him from there and then brought him back the same night because he sneezed. She left him outside the store in a box. The next day she called up and asked if she could have him back. She was told no. Then she asked for a refund and my mom's friend informed her she wouldn't be getting one. Then a couple months later I come along and I got to take him home with me.