So Joe rescued this kitten at his school that was teeny, tiny. He fell in love and I went into a panic. He came home on a Friday and “ta-da” the kids fell in love. I refused to let myself get attached.They named her Rosebud…Rosie for short. I took Paul to baseball practice and insisted the kitty have a new home before I came back. It needed to be bottle fed every couple hours like a newborn. Yikes!I hated to see the kids love the kitty, and then have to be the one to insist on no pets. But we aren’t ready. I am not saying “never” because I think a pet can teach responsibility and nurturing. I am just saying “not yet.” And hopefully my kids won’t hold this against me.