Gwin

So. Monday afternoon I drove out to Anthony's. Were it seems a small black cat crawled into my car. We are assuming thing because there have been no cats around my house and there is a ungodly amount roaming around were he lives.

Monday night my sister heard a cat outside and then saw it run under my car. I really wish that someone had told be that earlier yesterday because I kept hearing this cat and could not find out. Finally at three my mother tells me it was seen under my car, and I instantly know it is IN SIDE my car. So we pop the hood and see the cutest little black kitten.I pull him out and take him into my room to keep him away from the other cats for now.

We decided on the name Gwin for him/her because the kitten was found sleeping on top of some books on my book shelf and Gwin is the name of a little ferret in one of my favorite books. However, my sister protested his name for about an hour because she saw him first and she should get to name him. It was really annoying because my mother had agreed that I get to keep the kitten. Which I am not sure how I feel about that. I like my two guinea pigs and am happy with them. But I do not think a kitten will be that bad.

The poor thing is all dirty and scared. But last night he woke me up every two hours to play and explore my room. It was pretty cute but I wanted to sleep. Ty and Specs scare him thought, and I hope that they can be friends because I am not putting out my guinea pigs.