Abbey
Spork Queen
My daughter, an animal enthusiast, calls me yesterday nearly crying as she read online that there are 600 cats in our local humane society shelter. They're having to euthanize them because they simply don't have room.
Well, I sat and thought and thought some more. I've always wanted a cat. So I made the brilliant decision to go to the shelter. WARNING!!! Do not go to a shelter if you have a soft heart.
It's actually a very nice facility. I explained that I have 3 parrots and 5 degus. I want a lap cat, not one that will terrorize the rest of the pets. So, she took me to the geriatric ward. haha...you have to be at least 6 to be in there. I held a good dozen lovey cats but one caught my eye. I finally decided on her and told the staff. Whoever dropped her off wrote the most heart wrenching story about how she got engaged and her fiance is deathly allergic to cats and it was the hardest thing to do, but she had to give her up. (she doesn't know that cats are better than men.)
The staff informs me that she actually gave up 3 cats. Do I want to see the other 2 brothers? Oh, geez...yeah, let me see them. They are HUGE. Now I'm in a pickle. I can't seperate these 3 cats. They've grown up together. After several long sighs I said...give me all 3. She said she'd even throw in a scratching post for free and wave all fees. They're all spayed and neutered, which is good.
So, while you guys are out shopping tomorrow, I'm bringing 3 more critters into the house. This should be interesting. H doesn't know. haha...he sprung 5 degus on me, I guess he can handle 3 cats.
I guess I'm going kitty shopping today!! Wait. It's Thanksgiving. Guess I'll have to kitty shop tomorrow.
Abbey
Well, I sat and thought and thought some more. I've always wanted a cat. So I made the brilliant decision to go to the shelter. WARNING!!! Do not go to a shelter if you have a soft heart.
It's actually a very nice facility. I explained that I have 3 parrots and 5 degus. I want a lap cat, not one that will terrorize the rest of the pets. So, she took me to the geriatric ward. haha...you have to be at least 6 to be in there. I held a good dozen lovey cats but one caught my eye. I finally decided on her and told the staff. Whoever dropped her off wrote the most heart wrenching story about how she got engaged and her fiance is deathly allergic to cats and it was the hardest thing to do, but she had to give her up. (she doesn't know that cats are better than men.)
The staff informs me that she actually gave up 3 cats. Do I want to see the other 2 brothers? Oh, geez...yeah, let me see them. They are HUGE. Now I'm in a pickle. I can't seperate these 3 cats. They've grown up together. After several long sighs I said...give me all 3. She said she'd even throw in a scratching post for free and wave all fees. They're all spayed and neutered, which is good.
So, while you guys are out shopping tomorrow, I'm bringing 3 more critters into the house. This should be interesting. H doesn't know. haha...he sprung 5 degus on me, I guess he can handle 3 cats.
I guess I'm going kitty shopping today!! Wait. It's Thanksgiving. Guess I'll have to kitty shop tomorrow.
Abbey