Bright spot in life
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reymonkeyWell, the other day we got an eml from the Reverend (that still feels weird to say, but we've done cat-sitting for her twice now) about the lady in the office having kittens she's adopting out. We went with the understanding that we might or might not get one. It's awfully soon, and Bridgie said if she burst into tears on seeing them, that means it's definitely too soon. But we went, with the empty carrier in case. Damn good thing.
Comparing this to pictures of Spider is... amazing. Even the color split down the face is the same. This was the first one they brought out, and runt of the litter. I'm a little concerned she's got two different medicines, one for her eyes (mucus-y stuff, not for wall-eye) and one for some gastrointestinal thing the whole litter had. On the other hand, the woman sent us home with those, half a bag of kitten food, and a spare toy mouse. We talked a while and she's been real careful about knowing the situations of people she's adopting them out to, which is cool. The mother is a feral rescue, a very young pale orange cat missing an eye. Apparently a bunch of the cats rescued together had major eye infections and they had to remove it. They were going to spay her too, of course, only... it was too late. It looked like most of the kittens were grey tabby, one the same coloring as mom, and then this one.
She's exhibiting a lot of Spider-like physical behaviors, too. When we were deciding about Spider, Bridgie asked me a lot of stuff about reincarnation in pets, about them coming back. The reason for this is I had a cat named Isis. She got very sick not long after I got her, and she actually pulled through when the vets thought she wouldn't, but she had worsening seizures in which she would violently attack anything and everything near her, sometimes including herself. I still have scars. This was about fifteen or more years ago. We had to have her put down after I'd had her maybe six months.
Years later I got Squeaks, and the coloring is a little different but I've come across old photos and not been sure which cat was which.
So, we've now got a wall-eyed tiny ball of fur upstairs, who is currently making a piercing racket because Bridgie had to put her in the bathroom so she can eat dinner. She's probably going to be named Frog, although we're hoping she'll grow into those eyes before they pop out of her head. She has hissed and arched at Squeaks, but Squeaks just laid down and looked at her skeptically, resigned to the whole thing. I figure that's a good sign, and maybe it being so soon, she hasn't had time to think of herself as the sole cat in the household so she's blasé about it all.
It's a good thing, but I'm a little jealous I only get a day and a half to get to know her before I get on a plane for MI.
Comparing this to pictures of Spider is... amazing. Even the color split down the face is the same. This was the first one they brought out, and runt of the litter. I'm a little concerned she's got two different medicines, one for her eyes (mucus-y stuff, not for wall-eye) and one for some gastrointestinal thing the whole litter had. On the other hand, the woman sent us home with those, half a bag of kitten food, and a spare toy mouse. We talked a while and she's been real careful about knowing the situations of people she's adopting them out to, which is cool. The mother is a feral rescue, a very young pale orange cat missing an eye. Apparently a bunch of the cats rescued together had major eye infections and they had to remove it. They were going to spay her too, of course, only... it was too late. It looked like most of the kittens were grey tabby, one the same coloring as mom, and then this one.
She's exhibiting a lot of Spider-like physical behaviors, too. When we were deciding about Spider, Bridgie asked me a lot of stuff about reincarnation in pets, about them coming back. The reason for this is I had a cat named Isis. She got very sick not long after I got her, and she actually pulled through when the vets thought she wouldn't, but she had worsening seizures in which she would violently attack anything and everything near her, sometimes including herself. I still have scars. This was about fifteen or more years ago. We had to have her put down after I'd had her maybe six months.
Years later I got Squeaks, and the coloring is a little different but I've come across old photos and not been sure which cat was which.
So, we've now got a wall-eyed tiny ball of fur upstairs, who is currently making a piercing racket because Bridgie had to put her in the bathroom so she can eat dinner. She's probably going to be named Frog, although we're hoping she'll grow into those eyes before they pop out of her head. She has hissed and arched at Squeaks, but Squeaks just laid down and looked at her skeptically, resigned to the whole thing. I figure that's a good sign, and maybe it being so soon, she hasn't had time to think of herself as the sole cat in the household so she's blasé about it all.
It's a good thing, but I'm a little jealous I only get a day and a half to get to know her before I get on a plane for MI.
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Date: Aug. 13th, 2009 12:58 am (UTC)Man, I wanna call you guys up and gab and bounce 'cause GAAAH SO EXCITED EEE EEE EEE
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Date: Aug. 13th, 2009 02:10 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: Aug. 13th, 2009 04:41 pm (UTC)I hope she brings much love and happiness. :)