by Afa Dollah on May 8th, 2007, 5:46 pm
HEY EVERYONE! I GOT A CAT!
I went out and gathered a litter box, scoop and liners, a scratching post, one of those cardboard scratchy deals with catnip in it and a couple of feathered bouncy ball things. And this afternoon I went to the shelter and adopted one of the three cats out of 150 or so I had decided on during earlier visits. I chose a four year old red tabbie, short haired domestic with the shelter name Redford. I'll have to wait until he tells me his name to do something about that. He came from the shelter in 2003 as a kitten, the owners declawed him in front, the poor guy, and brought him back a little while ago. I couldn't find out why, even though my friend is a vet tech there. He yowled up a storm on the ride back in the cardboard box carrier thing, not loud, just upset. He's been here a little over two hours now, just checking things out, rubbing my legs every now and then and cruising off again. Think he's glad to be out of the cat rooms. I closed off most of the house until he gets used to the rest. He ate some food but hasn't used the box yet, even though he knows where it is. He rolled all over the catnip scratch thing, so I'm thinking he's a nip-head. Actually he did it twice. Seems to be more vocal after that. Just cruising around checking things out. He follows me around the house like a dog would, then goes off. I'll check on him now. Up on the counter, the booger. Have to get a squirtgun, set some boundaries, dammit. They gave me some science diet dry food, he's munching some of that. He just came in to the office and now I have a cat in my lap, watching me type. This to me seems like a good sign. Okay, he wants to sit right on the mousepad. I use a wooden TV tray next to my chair for a mouse station and he's laying on the pad and the wrist support bean bag thingie. Climb down, prowl the office. Hide under the other desk and watch through the floor fan. Now he's looking like he may nap under there. Maybe he found a spot. Is this happy cat behavior? Seems like it to me. If he would use the litterbox, it would help make my day. Am I gushing? A proud dad?
"Take your stinking paws off me, you damn dirty ape!"