About those cats

We didn’t always have this many cats. In fact, growing up I didn’t really have a pet. My mom had tropical fish. But for some reason the silly things would jump out of the tank despite my mother’s best efforts to keep them inside. For a while, it was fairly common wake up every morning and rush to the front room to see if there was a drying out fish to rescue. Our next big pet adventure was a hamster named Sam. He was a nice enough hamster until he escaped and we spent the next year trying to catch him. Our next attempt was my favorite pet, a parakeet named Penny. I loved that sweet little bird…until she drowned. Trust me, it’s a long, tragic story…

When I moved out into my own apartment, one of the very first things I did was talk my roommate into letting me get a cat. It was a deep seated hunger inside of me to have a furred creature that would love me back. My roommate, despite her allergies, agreed to let me have one. I haven’t been without one since.

When Shaun came along, he wasn’t too thrilled about my cat. He claimed that he was a dog person and couldn’t abide felines. I’m sure this feeling was helped along by the fact that my cat felt the need to “mark” my man. Shaun couldn’t resist my allure though and took the whole package of me and my cat. (Would this be the right place to mention that he came with snakes?)

A few years later, our family had changed a bit. We had two little girls, a different cat, and no snakes. We had suddenly found ourselves plopped in a new state with a new employer. To celebrate, we got Shaun his dog. We soon realized that the dog would get lonely when we couldn’t be home with her, so we did the only logical thing. We got her a dog. Our little family was now complete.

Then one day, at a soccer game shortly before Halloween, someone was seeking homes for an abandoned litter of kittens. Despite the fact that I always said “no” to more pets, my children and their father showed them to me with beseeching eyes. They wanted one of those flea-bitten, worm-infested orphan babies in the worst way possible. I couldn’t help it. Something about those kittens touched me. I caved. I told them to go get one before I changed my mind. Nearly faster than I could blink, they had chosen a new kitten for us and we were buckled up and zooming on our way home.

The new kitten wasn’t supposed to be my cat. But he was. I think I loved him more than any other cat we’ve ever had. Then one day, he went off in the woods and never came back. My heart was nearly broken when I realized that a coyote had most likely gotten him. After grieving for about a month I agreed to go to the Humane Society to choose another kitten. I knew that no other cat could fill the hole in my heart, but it was for the girls. Taigoo was getting older and they needed to bond with another cat.

That’s how Buddy came into our lives. He is the sweetest boy in the world and he went far towards mending my heart. But when someone was trying to find a home for Sissy, one of their barn cat’s kittens I couldn’t resist. I was still trying to find a way to deal with my loss. Then another family was looking for a home for Lucy. I honestly felt like we were rescuing her from them…they were very strange people. As a result, Lucy is still a bit of a whacked out cat.

Finally I came to my senses and realized just how many cats now lived with us. I asked Shaun why he hadn’t tried to stop me and he just laughed. He pointed out the fact that he would have even more animals if I wasn’t always telling him no. Sigh…sometimes it’s hard being the mom.

Then, Lucy presented us with her very own litter of kittens. Much to my family’s dismay, I had found homes for all of them. They didn’t understand how I could give away all of Lucy’s babies. So, Baby Nigel ended up staying with us.

I’ll be the first to admit that we probably have too many animals. I can’t give one up though. That would be like giving up one of our kids. We love them all.

I’m going to blame this on parents. If they had let me have a real pet when I was a little girl…well, who’s to say how things would be now?

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10 Responses to About those cats

  1. oddmix says:

    It’s only too many, in my oppinion, if they are uncared for or causing you hardship. I suspect that all your critters are clean, well fed, napping in the sunshine, and that your house is free of stray pet waste. 😉 So it’s not too many.

    BTW, we have a large litter of (fat and happy) barn kittens looking for homes…

  2. Kell says:

    “I’m going to blame this on parents.” LOL

    I would have dogs and cats of every breed if I could. And one of these days when I’m not moving around, maybe I will.

  3. j.a. says:

    I was touched by your story. As a child we lived next a country hightway with a vet as our neighbor. All sorts of animals were abandoned. They would come to our home seeking food. It saddens me to think that people can just dump creatures like garbage.

    Your photos are outstanding! They brought a smile to my face.
    🙂

  4. j.a. says:

    I forgot to mention that KT’s face in each photo reveals the personality of each creature. You captured the essence of the moment.

    🙂

  5. Big Mama says:

    Great pics! Thanks for stopping in, you are a great writer and an animal lover, I like you already! I too am a cat person. Hubby is a dog person and has yet to get one… Hope to see you around the blog-sphere.

  6. Jay says:

    I have to agree with OM in that as long as both animals and humans are happy and healthy then it doesn’t matter how many pets you have. I would love to have lots of pets too.

  7. Chelle says:

    This is such a great story! “(Would this be the right place to mention that he came with snakes?)” Bwa ha ha ha ha!

    And I’m with OM and Jay. If they’re happy and you’re happy, then…ok!

    In the interest of controlling the pet population though, is Lucy spayed now?

  8. My Float says:

    Oh, how I would love a cat or a dog. But we live in a flat unfortunately so until we make the big move into a house, we won’t be inviting any to live with us. Not that I haven’ been tempted, of course!!

    PS. Thanks for visiting me earlier today!

  9. ashley says:

    hahaha. you and Shaun were so meant for each other.

  10. SAZ aka Susan says:

    You can’t blame your folks. I had pets as a child and I’m worse now!