Jeepers! Molly’s pregnant!
I’m thrilled, of course, but after twelve years of being together it comes as a surprise. You almost forget that these things can happen. Naturally, I take full responsibility. I guess it’s easy enough to get lackadaisical about such things.
At first, way back, I wanted it to happen. But you get comfortable in your ways. The house is not set up for it anymore; expensive furniture and carpet and things. There’s no going back now; Molly’s starting to look a little plump!
It pays to be always careful; always vigilant. I hope it’s going to be just the one kitten, and not half a dozen. You never know with cats.