This sweet little stray kitty has adopted us! She definitely didn't do a background check, because we've never had a "real" pet before -- only fishies and a hermit crab (we found Mr. Crabs on the beach in Puerto Rico, than Santa brought him back to Utah for us). In fact, I'm thirty years old and I've never had a "real" pet, either. Sad, but true. Maybe Cookie can be my therapy kitty.

We talked Todd into letting us keep her, and she is totally spoiled. Caroline spends every waking moment she's not at school torturing *ahem* I mean loving up Cookie.

And whenever she manages to escape Caroline, Elizabeth is there to rescue her. I'm not sure who's more in love.

She swears Cookie LOVES to swing.

Cookie is an outside kitty (I want a mouser!), but that doesn't stop Caroline from giving her a little peek inside at what's she's missing.
