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Shelbie. Sherbie? Sheldon!




So I caved. We always go to the pet store and look at all of the animals, for at least an hour each week. The day after Christmas we went to the pet store and Gabby said, "Can I have a real cat? Please..." I said no, but for some reason I decided she needed a cat and Michael was on board, so Saturday we did not tell her what we were doing, but we bought all of the stuff for a cat and then went to the pet adoptions.



Gabby loves looking at all of the pets and was petting all of the kitties. We played with numerous cats and chose a 9 month old cat that has been in the pet store as long as we have been going there.   This cat always seems to perk up and give Gabby attention, so he was the only one I was truly interested in adopting.  I didn't want a kitten because they are so rambunctious with sharp kitten claws, not to mention Gabby isn't that gentle and I was afraid she might have loved it to death. 



We used Gabby's Christmas money from all of her grandparents and she bought her cat and all of the necessary accessories.  We've had him a week on Saturday, and he is very sweet and loving to Gabby.  We love him other than the litter box, hopefully he can learn to no longer use a litter box like Marley, or I don't know if I will be able to keep him. He can clear out a room house, ugh! 



On a lighter note, Gabby wakes up like each morning is Christmas morning.  Before she even makes it to my room she has greeted the cat.  She loves him and constantly wants to play with him, but she still hasn't learned that Sheldon doesn't really love hugs and kisses.  I am sure that will come with time.  

When we adopted the cat, his name was Shelbie, oh wait the paperwork said Sherbie.  Really? No thanks those sound like girl names, or just not my style, but he already came to his name so we decided to choose a name that sounded similar.  Since the Big Bang Theory is one of our favorite shows (and the fact that I love my kids I work with that have autism), Sheldon instantly became his name as soon as he entered our home.  


We want to officially welcome Sheldon into our home. As long as you are good to Gabby, we will be good to you. 





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