My MIL Got A Kitten At 77 — Am I The Only One Who Thinks This Is A Terrible Idea?

When Margaret called to share her latest decision, I braced myself. My 77-year-old mother-in-law had a history of impulsive choices. There was the treadmill she never used, and the art classes she abandoned after just three sessions. But this time, what she told me genuinely caught me off guard.

“I got a kitten!” she announced, her voice bubbling with excitement.

I nearly dropped the phone. “You what?”

“A kitten! Her name is Daisy. Just look at her—she’s gray, fluffy, and absolutely bursting with energy!”