Welcome Lorelai

There's a sucker born every minute and I had my moment today. It's hard to be strong when your two teenage daughters gang up on you to adopt this stray cat.
I wasn't feeling well today and my Dad called and said he wasn't feeling well. We went to his house to check things out. While I was taking care of my dad, the girls were making friends with the stray cat that started hanging around his house about a week ago. Kaitlyn, little miss resourceful, called the two telephone numbers on the cat's tags. After some detective work, she got the name and address of the owner. We drove to their house and Kaitlyn let them know we had found their cat. They didn't seem all that heartbroken that she was missing and offered to let Kaitlyn keep the cat. I said no - twice! I even made her take the cat back to their house. It was so sad. The cat clearly did not like that environment and immediately ran out of the house. We drove off, and Rose and Kaitlyn did not let up and I was weak! Needless to say, we turned around and went back for the cat. Loralei is now living in our laundry room and trying to figure out who we all are and what the heck that little furry barking thing is that we keep calling Bailey. So far, the two have not seen eye-to-eye, but hopefully they will become fast friends, without too much fur flying!
BTW, Tim is not thrilled about this at all!