Welcome Home, Teacup

This one is for McCall because she threw up last night.

I'm so glad that my Tickety Teacup kitty came back to me! She sneaked out the back door a long time ago and she finally came back.

She was the littlest cat ever and I told Weston I'm going to go pet that cat and buy her. We buyed her for one dollar at Wal-Mart. She wasn't too much money- she was only one. I named her Teacup because she was so little she could fit in a tea cup. Goff has been scaring Teacup.

Mmm...I'm eating rolls with grease on them. Dee-licious!

[Dad's Note: (Tickety) Teacup was the runt of her litter. A family was giving the kittens away in front of Wal-Mart and Bridger fell in love with her. We assume she has no vocal chords because she can't meow. A few weeks ago she left and returned only yesterday. 'Grease' = butter.]