News from my granddaughter.

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After the workshop, my granddaughter told me she had to tell me something, but that I should keep it from my daughter until she gathered strenght to tell her. Jeezz! I thought. The girl is pregnant. Not a great deal anyway as she is about to finish her studies, is 25 years old and who am I to say anything when I had my first before my 19th birthday. She then took her cellphone and showed me the ugliest kitten I have ever seen. I am about to adopt him, she told me. He will be your greatgrandson. He has a genetic problem so he has no hair and noone wants him. In fact, the cat looked more like a newborn mouse than like a lovely kitten. Carolina then explained to me that had done her math. She would stop buying sushi (her luxury when she was depressed) and would try to stop smoking (I suppose that she´ll visit her mother more often to steal my daughter´s ciggies). She would start saving money to get a genetic examination for the cat (the name is Popi). I didn´t say OMG! Anyway, it was better than her having an unwanted pregnancy. I suppose that I will have to put up with my greatgrandcat. I´m already invited to meet him, provided I bring some cat food as a gift. As I told Leticia today, she told me that Carolina should have a cat shower