Moment of Insanity or New Kitty at the Wold House

Either title would be a great name for this blog title. I was not actively seeking a new 4-legged member to our family; we already have 2 dogs and 2 cats. I complain daily about the hair while sweeping the stairs and the floors. I am disgusted by 1 cat's hairball problem which is threatening our furniture since we cannot completely get rid of the smell of cat spit. I am irritated by dogs sneaking into bed at night and hogging the space. We pay for kennel when we want to go away for a weekend. Vet bills can be costly especially as our pets begin to age now. But I love them all dearly and wouldn't trade them for the world. Let me repeat that I have not been seeking a new pet. We all headed to Petsmart on Saturday to get dog food, cat food and litter. I came in several minutes after my family since I had gone to the store next door to return something. So I stopped at the adoptive pet room since I figured Mark and the kids would be there by then to visit the animals like we always do. Big mistake. There, curled up in a very tiny ball, was my dream kitty. I go inside to tell them I'm here now, and Mark was already giving me a weird look. I get her out, read her papers. Uh oh. She's 4 months old, female, short-haired, and ORANGE. The orange ones are never girls, always toms. Uh-oh. She's been spayed already and was purring so loudly that we could all hear her. I could feel myself melting already and all reason was out the door. But I did have some wits about me and restrained myself from impulse buying her. I did say that I would pray about it and if I still felt as strongly about it I could always come back tomorrow. God said "yes". Her name is Alice.