MY POCKETFUL OF SUNSHINE

Today while we were in ShowLow, my dad decided to surprise my mom with a mouser (cat that of course catches mice) and a cat for entertainment. He also wanted to get this ugly, ugly, pugish dog that mom would have hated but decided against it. Anyway, one of the kittens we got from the Humane Society of the White Mountains was a tiny one month kitten named Sunshine. She was one of the only cats I know that actually likes my dad. She jumped up on him and climbed up onto his shoulder and perched there and started playing with his hair. That was bizarre. Cats always run away from my dad because of his chair. Except for this physco kitten from hyperland. My dad almost immediatey said he wanted her. Well after the gruelling no kidding three hour trasnfer process, which I did not mind so much because I got to hold Sunshine, My dad, brother, and I loaded the kittens in the van and started back home. On the way, Sunshine cuddled up to me and purred the whole way home. I can understand my little Sunshine wanting to get out of that bad place but come on, purring? That really just does not happen. Anyway, We got home and let the kittens go in the house and my little Sunshine just started right off playing with things in the house and stuff. That was cool. But yeah.