Bag of surprises

Crazy things happen to me. I don't know why or how, but it always seems like I have the most random of things occur. Last night was no different. Innocent me stops on my way home from a party at friends house to tan. Its late, around 9:15 -ish, but they're open till 10 so why not right. I am in the place maybe 20 minutes (I just started tanning for the season so I am only going for 7 minutes so far). When I walk out I notice that there is a bag behind the wheel of my Jeep normally, I wouldn't have noticed but with the warm months approaching and reptiles awaking I am now on "Snake Watch 2006". I approaching thinking that some litter bug has left a bag of their car garbage there, when I peek into the bag - low and behold what do I see? Two of the cutest little kittens. I look around - checking to see if Rick is lerking in near by bushs testing me (I have strict orders NOT to bring home new pets). I glance about for the owners thinking maybe they put them there for safe keeping while they rented a Merry Maid, but alas, there is no one. Now I do try to make a good decision, I even tried to call Rick for advice (see prior orders on NOT bringing home a new pet). So I am left with the only decision one in this position could make, I put the babies in my lap and away I go. One wouldn't think that driving a 5 speed manual Jeep with the top off and no windows would be difficult, I mean I do it everyday. But if you add to that 2 kittens in my lap, my cell phone on my ear (trying to find someone to help me), a cop behind me - it makes driving this particular vehicle a little cumbersome. Since I had accidentally left the bag in the parking lot, I ended up having to dump the tupperware from my own lunch bag in order to have somewhere to put the little fluff balls for the ride home since; a) I couldn't put them in the passenger seat for fear of them falling out the non existant window b) I couldn't put them on the floor of the Jeep for fear of them getting hurt or jumping out and c) I didn't really want to have to explain to an officer of the law WHY I was driving with 2 kittens on my lap, trying to talk on my cell phone and shift all at the same time. Half way home I had an inspired idea - I called my friend Terra. My inital thought was to suck her into this situation with me and hopefully talk her into taking the kittens THUS allowing me to not break my afore mentioned orders. I was very vague when I talked to her and simply asked if I could stop by for a moment on my way home. When I got to her door, I took the kittens up in my lunch bag. After being let in I set them on the bar and told her to look in the bag. From the look on her face, I knew, she knew that when Rick knew - I WAS BUSTED! I tried with all my might to talk her into taking them and I knew if it was just her I had to convince I would have accomplished my mission. But there was a bigger obstacle - Rob. Rob is not a "cat person" as it were. He told her she could keep them but there were rules. His list was long but the few I remember had to do with furniture and the bed. After my sales pitch to the Brown's failed, I packed up my cargo in my lunch bag and headed the half a block home. I'd been trying to contact Rick all night - but I kept going to voicemail. Once home I didn't know what to do with them. In hopes of gaining more ideas, I took them into the computer plopped them in my lap and IM'd my friend Gina. Needless to say she offered no assistance with the kittens but she did remind me that we want to start a book club! Rick finally called home and suck what was up out of me. I figured I would be spending the night down the street when he heard - but of course my soft hearted hubby couldn't stand it and said we could keep them overnight and find them a new home the next morning. He was even nice enough to help me get some pictures of them to send out. For example this one:
As you can see - he was a hard ass about them, my sweet soft hearted husband had nothing to do with them. They however did take to him quite quickly! He thought we should name them for the time being just so we could tell them apart. We ended up with two rather odd names (as is our norm - look at our animals to date: Buffy [as in the vampire slayer], Fudgee Feet [long story], Willow [buffy the vampire slayers bff] and our two animals who are not longer with us: Pudgy face [Oz] and Fattyman). The one in the picture that is kissing Rick's nose we've been calling Andee Rooney - because she has white wispy eyebrows and the other that is on his chest - well meet Mz. FluffsyDazy. They really are as sweet as could be.
Today via email I tried to hock my wares. I was mostly unsucessful. One person at work said she would take them if I couldn't find a home for them in a week. So for now we're hoping that pans out. And as I sit here - writing this with them once again on my lap a little part of me wishes that we could keep them and a little part of me knows we can't. I am trying to not get attached - but its hard when all they want to do snuggle and play. I know we can't keep them. Our other 3 animals I think would go on strike - but the animal lover in me can't help it. Maybe if we keep them and add just a few more animal varieties we could charge admission and call "The Boyd Zoo in Mather". What do you think?