crandc
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After my little Zoey died everyone wanted to land me with another cat. I hated it when people talked about replacing Zoey as if she was a car that broke down.
My surviving cat was my feral Margot. Untamable. She comes in twice a day to eat, sometimes in cold weather sleeps indoors but I can't get closer than 3 feet from her. After 11 years she is not going to become a pet. But I noticed she was happier as the solo cat. She is so very timid she was always low cat in pecking order. Now, no one can take her treats and she can sit in the best spots in the garden.
I thought maybe I'd consider a new cat later in the year. I'm busy with work & the campaign and other stuff, then comes Thanksgiving. Around the holidays would be a good time to meet some cats and see if any showed affinity for me. An adult, definitely a female, prefer a calico or maybe a longhair.
Last weekend my niece did a rescue. A feral cat had a litter where an overhang in their yard forms a very small cave. Too small for anything but a cat to enter. Niece was able to entice and socialize two of the kittens. Every no kill shelter is over full. My sister in law has cat allergy. My niece brought the kittens to me. I guess they figured once the cats arrived.... even though I am really too busy to integrate them into my life and I did not want kittens or two cats. They appeared to be a male and female. Oh yes, gray tabbies. Wrong color. My sister in law suggested naming them Bernie and Hillary. However, there is a reason to name only after fictional characters or people safely dead; they can't piss me off. I looked around my library for inspiration and lit on War and Peace. Natasha and Nikolai, the Rostov siblings. At least I had one female. And of course they are cute. They are kittens!
Yesterday took them for initial veterinary visit. Oh dear. The vet explained that since they are only about 6 weeks, sometimes a cat's testicles have not yet descended, but she could feel them. "Natasha" is male. I have two boys. While cats don't really care what their name is, no way could Natasha Rostova be other than a woman. I had to come up with two names in short order and veterinary clinics are not the best place for inspiring ideas. So while they entered as Nikolai and Natasha, they left as Cassidy and Sundance, because no way in hell would I name a cat Butch. I wish I could have thought of something more elegant than a 60s outlaw flick but I can't keep changing their names or they'll never learn them.
Today Cassidy's testicles popped out.
Wrong time. Wrong age. Wrong number of cats. Wrong sex. Wrong color.
But when I come into their room they purr and run to me.
My niece is working with rescue to get mama cat spayed and try to catch the third kitten. So I may end up with another. Please, a female!

My surviving cat was my feral Margot. Untamable. She comes in twice a day to eat, sometimes in cold weather sleeps indoors but I can't get closer than 3 feet from her. After 11 years she is not going to become a pet. But I noticed she was happier as the solo cat. She is so very timid she was always low cat in pecking order. Now, no one can take her treats and she can sit in the best spots in the garden.
I thought maybe I'd consider a new cat later in the year. I'm busy with work & the campaign and other stuff, then comes Thanksgiving. Around the holidays would be a good time to meet some cats and see if any showed affinity for me. An adult, definitely a female, prefer a calico or maybe a longhair.
Last weekend my niece did a rescue. A feral cat had a litter where an overhang in their yard forms a very small cave. Too small for anything but a cat to enter. Niece was able to entice and socialize two of the kittens. Every no kill shelter is over full. My sister in law has cat allergy. My niece brought the kittens to me. I guess they figured once the cats arrived.... even though I am really too busy to integrate them into my life and I did not want kittens or two cats. They appeared to be a male and female. Oh yes, gray tabbies. Wrong color. My sister in law suggested naming them Bernie and Hillary. However, there is a reason to name only after fictional characters or people safely dead; they can't piss me off. I looked around my library for inspiration and lit on War and Peace. Natasha and Nikolai, the Rostov siblings. At least I had one female. And of course they are cute. They are kittens!
Yesterday took them for initial veterinary visit. Oh dear. The vet explained that since they are only about 6 weeks, sometimes a cat's testicles have not yet descended, but she could feel them. "Natasha" is male. I have two boys. While cats don't really care what their name is, no way could Natasha Rostova be other than a woman. I had to come up with two names in short order and veterinary clinics are not the best place for inspiring ideas. So while they entered as Nikolai and Natasha, they left as Cassidy and Sundance, because no way in hell would I name a cat Butch. I wish I could have thought of something more elegant than a 60s outlaw flick but I can't keep changing their names or they'll never learn them.
Today Cassidy's testicles popped out.
Wrong time. Wrong age. Wrong number of cats. Wrong sex. Wrong color.
But when I come into their room they purr and run to me.
My niece is working with rescue to get mama cat spayed and try to catch the third kitten. So I may end up with another. Please, a female!

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