(private RP) the mewest member of the family
On one hand, deciding one morning a cat might be nice and coming home with one before that dinner seemed a bit rushed. On the other, it made perfect sense and had been coming all along. Spock was a cat person. Christine was an anything person - if it could be loved, she'd probably love it.
Which brought them to now, just coming in through the front door together, Christine with a carrier containing tiny, long-haired, purring bundle of joy. Spock had everything the purring bundle of joy could possible want, from kitty litter to food to toys that chased it around the house.
Once the door was shut, she sat the carrier on the floor and opened the door. "Alright, little fella," she cooed as the kitten wandered out curiously. "Welcome home!"
Which brought them to now, just coming in through the front door together, Christine with a carrier containing tiny, long-haired, purring bundle of joy. Spock had everything the purring bundle of joy could possible want, from kitty litter to food to toys that chased it around the house.
Once the door was shut, she sat the carrier on the floor and opened the door. "Alright, little fella," she cooed as the kitten wandered out curiously. "Welcome home!"