My daughter signed up at the local Humane Society to become a volunteer. We both attended an hour informational session last night. As I was trying to unwind after my long day, my daughter is very excited. She is so excited that she wants to foster a kitty right off the bat. My first response, no. My second response, NO. I think she is working on her daddy for some results. It is a 6 month commitment, at least 2 hours per week. Since she is underage, an adult will have to be with her -- meaning me. We have two dogs at home, whom she doesn't take care of. Her reply to that...those two dogs at home get better treatment than me! She continues on how they should be called semi-human. What a drama queen. She learns from the best, I suppose.