Not Only Am I Twelve, I'm Also A Sucker
03/14/04 Filed in: Folderol
We took the girls to a Cat Show last Saturday. A
pleasant way to spend an afternoon, really, except
that you want to take all the cats home...or at least
one of each breed. Naturally, by Sunday evening, Jo
and I were at the local shelter checking out the
homeless and unwanted. We had the idea that we'd get
the 5 year old Calico, but she'd been de-clawed. In
this neighborhood, a cat needs claws.
While I was looking at another cat, claws reached out from above and grabbed my hair. I had been 'tagged' by a little fellow, and when we got him out of the cage, he also grabbed my nose, then settled in against my chest and purred.
The shelter told us he'd been found wandering in a local grocery store. He's probably not more than 6 months old, and certainly undernourished, but very friendly. We brought him home Wednesday, and our other cats have taken him in stride with a minimum of fuss...except for Rocky, who is used to being the baby and so hisses quite a bit, but less and less every day.
The shelter had named him Binx, but since we already have a Binx, he is now known as Twidge.
While I was looking at another cat, claws reached out from above and grabbed my hair. I had been 'tagged' by a little fellow, and when we got him out of the cage, he also grabbed my nose, then settled in against my chest and purred.
The shelter told us he'd been found wandering in a local grocery store. He's probably not more than 6 months old, and certainly undernourished, but very friendly. We brought him home Wednesday, and our other cats have taken him in stride with a minimum of fuss...except for Rocky, who is used to being the baby and so hisses quite a bit, but less and less every day.
The shelter had named him Binx, but since we already have a Binx, he is now known as Twidge.
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