The puddles were full this weekend thanks to the Tropical Storm blowing its way through the north. Sophia had no complaints though. She enjoyed slurping and swimming in the giant puddles.
This is our newest addition. It isn't the orange tabby named Patton that we planned on giving a happy home. The family that we were going to adopt Patton from changed their minds and we found this kitty at the SPCA in West Chester. She and a few other cats and kittens had been surrendered by an owner that couldn't take care of everyone. After a few days with the new kitty we've decided to name her Molly.
Patton was going to be named after General George S. Patton and there just aren't any tanker women in history to name a female cat after. We played around with a few girly names and decided to stick with the historical reference and call her Molly as a nod to Mary Hayes McCauly (better knows as Molly Pitcher). An artillery wife is as close as we could get.
Her first weekend at the Schwartz family was great. She made herself comfortable with Soph and the Mommer. Geo was drilling so she didn't meet the Dadder until Sunday evening. (I'm adding this as an edit to the original post...for those of you scratching your heads about the date). By bedtime it was conclusive:
George is allergic to Molly.
Oh the drama....