to go back at the instutution, choose (not yet take) the future member of the house ... But, at least, we'll know if it's going to be boy or girl, and know when we can take it home.
I think I'm less impatient, now. I'm making my parents grow impatient, because, whenever I can, I ask them
"where's the cat?"
, and they think I mean it (
I'm kind of used to be with cats, because of Narica ("Nosey") and Pingada ("Drop"), downstairs, in the building area. So, I'm holding my impatience and, actually, I'll have to share my love with one more, now, the one at home. (Which eventually will come here young still, and will grow up with us, and I'll may educate the ... child