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I'm sitting here with a tiny little wisp of smoke on my lap that arrived unexpectedly last night. A kitten, probably five weeks old, that someone left in the sun to die. My kids' father rescued her from the road and brought her home to me because he knows from experience what a sap I am. She's skin and bones--looks a little like a crusty-eyed wombat at this point. We filled her belly, gave her a warm bath and named her Zelda. She'll be just fine now.
My odds for becoming a crazy cat lady seem to be rising. I've got my three old fatcats that never go outside (they spent their lives in L.A. apartments--too old and goofy to transition now), a younger tortoise shell diva that showed up on my doorstep a couple of years ago, and now this foundling. Funny thing is, I've always been more of a dog person. Go figure.
My odds for becoming a crazy cat lady seem to be rising. I've got my three old fatcats that never go outside (they spent their lives in L.A. apartments--too old and goofy to transition now), a younger tortoise shell diva that showed up on my doorstep a couple of years ago, and now this foundling. Funny thing is, I've always been more of a dog person. Go figure.
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Dad: I've got the best name for him...
Mom: Don't you dare bring that animal into my house.
Dad: Parky. Since we found him in Park City.
Mom: At least give the animal some dignity and call him 'Parker.'
At that was the point Dad knew he'd won, our Parker came home and everyone loved him--especially Mom, who took one look at that bundle of sticks with beautiful eyes and immediately reached to hold him. In fact, she brought home our next cat.
Congratulations on your new family member!
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BTW I have not one but TWO tortie divas!! ARen't they the best cats?
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If you do become a crazy cat lady, just don't sit on your porch with a pellet gun to shoot the coyote that's been eating the strays you've been feeding, because then you'll have become my dear sainted mother.
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When I was eight Sweetie showed up in my neighbors backyard very pregnant and had a large tumor protruding from her side. They sent them to the animal shelter. I remember watching from my the screen door of my house as the cat and her three new baby kittens were loaded into the back of the animal control van. To this day I swear my neighbor told the animal control guy he wanted them to be skinned. I immediately went into a panic and cried and boo hooed until someone listend. My Dad talked my mother into letting us bring her and her kitten home.
I had that cat for 11 years. Sadly, I had to put her to sleep a year and half ago, but I am now a confirmed cat lover. I can't wait to get my own place and own lots of cats!
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Hello, dear.
My oldest cat is named Zelda--she was rescued roadside as well with her collar wrapped around her neck and under her arm--which caused a severe abcess. But , she is the most elegant little tortoise shell!
give your Zelda a kiss for me,
Claudine
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good luck with the new baby kitty!
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xoxo
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