I‘ve always been a cat person. I like dogs just fine, but something about those soft purring creatures with their independent and mischievous nature find a kindred spirit in me. I am a firm believer that all cats like me. I bear the scars to prove otherwise, although I remain confident over time they would have loved me. Or at least until I ran out of kibble.
Finicky little creatures.
Today I’m going to share with you how one oversized, loud-mouthed and chronically constipated cat came to live with me.
And really all I wanted was a sweet little kitten.
I had recently started a new job where everyone was animal lovers. I’ve always loved cats but never had a “house cat”. My beloved cats were all barn cats. Hearing all my co-workers talk about their precious babies got my pet biological clock ticking. I wanted to be a mom too!
Now, I wasn’t exactly the best housekeeper in the world. So I told myself in order to adopt a kitty, I need to maintain an orderly home. I made a solemn promise to myself that if I kept my apartment tidy for one month, I could adopt a kitten.
One week later I went in search of my new kitty.
I was determined to take home a kitty that weekend. I had kept my house sort of clean and bought a bunch of toys for him. No way was I going home empty handed! I headed into the largest humane society in the area full of hope. It was quickly dashed. No babies here either.
Well, maybe I wasn’t meant to have a kitten. There were plenty of handsome cats here in need of a good home. Surely, one was meant for me. So I started looking over the cats in search of my Prince Charming. I quickly disregarded an odd looking cat and continued looking.
I explained to a volunteer I originally wanted a kitten but was willing to consider a young adult cat. Sensing a sucker, she quickly told me a sad story about a nice little fella who been abandoned. He came in all matted and dirty and they had to shave most of his fur off.
Agreeing that a cat with such a rough start deserved a nice home, I decided to introduce myself to him and see if he was my kitty soul-mate.
Of course, he was the weird-looking cat with the fluffy face and shaved body that I had disregarded earlier.
It was love at second glance.
TO BE CONTINUED…