I never thought we would have another cat in our home again.  After saying goodbye to our black cat Boo, who was 17 years old, I thought that was it for cats.  Until last month....

I spent 2 nights at Kaiser Hospital because I was experiencing very rapid heart beats and I went to the ER.  Its called tacardia and I have been going through this for a year now.  Anyway, I went Friday at about 5:00 because I got light headed also.  They kept me there in the ER for 6 hours.  I told them they better give me some medicine and get me better because Bill and I had tickets to see Paul McCartney Saturday in San Francisco. They would not listen to me and sent me up to the ICU. The nurse said to me, " What is it you want, Paul McCartney or death?"  I said I would die happy but Bill wouldn't go for it. They did calm down the heart rate so I still had to stay.

When Bill left the hospital about 3:00 in the morning, on his way to the car, there was this tiny kitten just meowing and following him.  The poor little thing was starving and all alone.  Bill, if you know him, is a total animal lover and could not ignore this little one.  He took her home and did the best he could to make her safe.  When he came back to the hospital, he broke the news to me that we have a guest. 

Anyway, when I got home the next day, the first thing I did was care for this very tiny baby. She must have been only 4 or 5 weeks old.  She needed a bath to get rid of the fleas and lots of food.  We went shopping and got her a great townhouse to stay in to keep her away from our beloved dogs.  She has now more than doubled her weight and is taking over the house.  The dogs actually like to play with her and I think she really thinks she is a dog.  I swear I heard her trying to bark! 

Well, we ended up naming her Jude (for you know, Hey Jude!) just to remind me of the missed concert.  I think she is a fine addition to our family and I realized that I really missed having a cat around.