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we are so bad about judging whether a cat is a boy or a girl. we're always mistaken and this new kitty is no exception.

so we've been calling it a "he" this whole time. my sister said if it had junk on the outside it was a boy. obviously, we don't know what junk is and have been calling poor kitty a boy this whole time. we found out "he" was really a boy.

how did we find out? he came out from the couch (his special hiding place... at least until he's too big to crawl under there which won't be too much longer). anyway, he came out wearing a bow!

no, not really. toni came over and she double checked and told us he was a girl. the bow was my little touch. hey, don't judge those who dress up their animals. i mean, look at how cuuuute she is!