If you missed part 1 go here.
Smartmom came home with the three cans of cat food. She found Teen Spirit lying on his bed playing with the kitten.
It was an adorable site. Note: Smartmom can rarely resist scenes of Teen Spirit with pets. TS’s gentle, soulfulness seems to come through in these moments and it makes Smartmom gush.
It reminded her of the day he fell in love with their dearly departed rabbit, Opal. They were at a pet store on Fifth Avenue and TS bonded with their white dwarf rabbit big time.
While TS and OSFO took turns cuddling the kitten, they tried come up with a name for her.
“I’ve always wanted to name a cat Supermercado, which means supermarket in Spanish,” Teen Spirit told Smartmom.
“I like it but I always forget how to say it,” OSFO replied.
She was thinking more along the lines of Lula or Lulee.
Smartmom had to admit that the kitty was quite fetching with her fluffy black fur and white paws that make her look like she’s wearing socks.
Smartmom went into the kitchen and opened the fancier—and more expensive—of the three cat food cans. It was some kind of chicken souffle, which she mashed up. Truth be told, Smartmom hates the smell of cat food. But she soldiered on. Mush. Mush. Mush.
Supermercado-Lulee enjoyed it immensely. She lapped it up quickly like she was starving or something. Maybe she was. The person from the Brooklyn Animal Foster Network said that someone found her in a garbage on Fourth Avenue. She was only two weeks old, the poor thing.
When it was time to go to a BBQ at Best and Oldest’s, Teen Spirit decided to stay behind with Supemercado-Lulee. Smartmom thought that sounded like a good idea.
A boy needs to bond with his kitten. And a Supermercado-Lulee needs a lot of TLC.
Arriving at the BBQ, Best and Oldest laughed about the family’s new acquisition. “I can’t believe you succumbed to getting a cat. I hate cats,” she said. “Do you need a glass of wine?”
After the wine, thoughts of Supermercado-Lulee scurried away. Dinner was delicious and the conversation transported Smartmom away from thoughts of their new kitty. Until Teen Spirit called Hepcat on his cell phone, that is.
From what she could tell, TS was asking Hepcat if it was okay to go out. He wanted to see “Pirates of the Carribean” with friends. Grrr. She thought: that’s so irresponsible.
“I’m leaving food and water in the box. I think she’s going to sleep…” he told Hepcat.
Smartmom and Hepcat were miffed. TS’s kitty-bonding phase lasted until the first social phone call and then he was off. They knew TS meant well, but, they wondered, is he really at a stage where he can be the main support for a tiny kitten or cat?
It was dawing on Smartmom that adopting Supermercado-Lulee might NOT have been the best idea.
TO BE CONTINUED