You buy a fancy new fur. You find the perfect partner. You unbox the kittens. You wait for two weeks with much cuddling and/or milk. On the fateful morning you see the notice that the kitten box has arrived! You teleport to the site and dig the box out from under a wine rack. You click image, while both kitty parents rub themselves around your feet.
They both threw recessive.
But I really wanted the Aussie Chocolate.
And it's like they're cooing at me - "we threw our recesssives! we are such Good kitties!"
Better luck next week....
Murphy's law for kittycats
