So we gave in to the pressure and got Emma and Grace a kitten. Farfalla. Grace named her. We have black and white butterflies in our backyard, so I guess that’s the connection. We can name our next cat Linguini or Tortellini or something.
She sleeps on Emma’s bed. Emma wasn’t too happy about that the first night, but screaming and wailing didn’t seem to phase Farfalla. This morning Emma woke up and petted Farfalla, so I guess she’s getting used to the kitty.
