It was around about 11:25 AM, Puffball was asleep on my lap (I gave him a name) while I was watching Doctor Who

I heard the front door open and my mother appeared with a card and present, the sound of the door must of woken Puffball up because he jumped off my lap and ran to the door for no reason other than what I assume to be curiosity

she stared at him for a few seconds, I knew what was coming next

"CHRISTOPHER JAY PATRICK, WHAT IS THIS THING?" She screamed

I walked over to her, lead her to the couch and sat her down

"Mum, This is Puffball, Puffball say hello to your new grandma" I said, putting Puffball on her lap

"Gwammy?, Gwammy is Fwuffehs New Best Fwend"

Puffball asked in the most adorable voice he could ever do

"CJ, where did you find him?" my mother asked, calming down from what she just witnessed

"When I got back from getting our weekly groceries I heard a loud rattling, like someone opening a potato chip packet ... I looked and saw this little guy jumping on my pillow" I explained to my mother

"Can we keep him?, i said yes to him being my son ... so ..." i asked, pausing for a response

"I guess if he doesnt have anywhere to go ..." my mother said, nodding her head

"Yaay, Gwammie is best fwend and daddeh is huggies" Puffball said, rubbing his cheek against my shoulder

it was all adorable and pure joy ... then the door burst open, chain lock flying off and door falling off the hinges