I'm in a pickle, people!

Alright, here's the dill (get it?!), we still have the stray kitten that showed up at our house over a week ago.  Every day for the past week and a half, we have said, "We should really call Animal Control to come get that thing", and every day for the past week and a half, we have fed and watered the thing and let Collin ooh and ahh over it.

It is a "he", I'm fairly certain, and he is gray with white paws and insane goldish eyes.  Jarrod named him Bullet, but I call him Kit-Kat.  Collin calls him Titty.  <--- Scratch all of that, I just checked and it's a girl.  I'm pretty sure.  (Oh man, I can already hear my mom, "Don't you know how to tell if it's a boy or a girl??!"  One day I'll tell you people my embarrassing story about growing up on a farm.)

He She lives outside, near our trash can.  He She plays under our cars and in the front flower beds.  He She tries to dart inside the kitchen door whenever we open it to come and go.  He She tries to play with our feet, when we're walking!  He She meows loudly at the kitchen door when we haven't given him her any attention (or food) in a while.  He She has taken to jumping in my car when I'm loading/unloading Collin.

The thing is, in spite of the fact that I am incredibly allergic to cats and we just really aren't Cat People, we have seriously considered keeping him her.  He's She's pretty low maintenance and has never lived inside, so I don't feel bad about him her being outdoors.  He's She's tiny and pretty cute (once you get past the weird gold eyes).



This is my, "Don't you want Kit-Kat?!" face.

BUT.  I called the vet the other day to get an idea of what it would cost us to have him neutered her spayed and to get his her shots, and I was given several amounts that pretty much add up to over $200.  Being responsible sucks. 

There aren't any shelters accepting kittens around here, and we've been told the Animal Control people will probably "put him her down".  I have even taken the advice of my mother, and I put an ad in the newspaper.  That means we're currently out the cost of kitten food and now $15 for the newspaper ad. 

I mean, really!  I know kittens are a dime a dozen, but come on people!!  Am I going to have to resort to parking at the end of the Wal-Mart parking lot with a homemade sign and lawn chair until someone takes this little guy girl?