Today is Saturday. It's a big day for Donald Trump and it's also a big day for my family. Because we will have a new memer, a kitty.
My son have thought about this day for a few years. And my wife have thought about feeding a kitty or a puppy for many years. When she was only a little girl, she wanted to do that. But her parents didn't agree with her. So it has been an incomplete dream for her for a long time. Just a week ago, one of her friends sent her a few photos of a stray kitty and asked her if she wanted to feed it. That's amazing. Not only becuse she decided to feed it at that time, but also I agreed with her when she asked for my permission. I had insisted on not permitting her feeding a pet for many years. But this time I agreed. Why? I don't know.
In this morning, my wife and my son started to clean the house and prepared some stuff for the kitty, they are hard-working and happy. I can feel their expectation and enthusiasm. What will happen when they take the kitty back?
to be continued...
