After talking to Brittany today, she told me I should put this story on MySpace. I think everyone is going to laugh about it, so I hope you enjoy.
So Selo and I have a cat. Her name is Piper, she is almost two years old, and she is totally and completely The Baby Girl. I had her mom, Chani, since she was a kitten, and then I took Piper when she was born. (Chani is gone now, sadly.) Piper lived with us in Idaho, moved to Utah with us, and now lives with us in North Carolina. So she is very much 'our baby'. Well we agreed to just have one cat. But then, when Selo moved into our home (before we were married, it was his house, not is it ours), we were told about some cats that lived around here. We live in a nice little area that has only five houses and surronded by a forest. It is fabulous and I wouldn't be happier anywhere else. Anyway, so Selo kept an eye out for the cats. He only saw two cats, and they were both young-ish and orange. Well, right before we got married and I moved in, we put some food out in a bowl to see if we could get them close enough for us to see. (Our LL had told us they were abandoned and we wanted to see what kind of shape they were in.) One of them was a sweet little girl, and the other was a male. Both of them were so scrawny and thin! I have never seen cats- that were alive- so thin. And the male was missing an eye. Obviously these cats were in bad shape. So we began feeding them regularly. The female cat always came right up on the porch and came right to us. She loved to be petted and given attention. The male cat would just hang around until we went inside. But then, we stopped seeing the male cat. This weekend, Selo finally convinced me that he really wasn't coming back, and I needed to 'let him go'. It was really hard for me to accept that we hadn't saved him in time, and he had died. I hated the thought of any animal suffering like that. But finally I just gave up hope and let it sink in that he hadn't made it. That empowered me even more to help the female, who by then we had named Sweetie, for obvious reasons. Even Piper was being friendly and socializing with her. Selo and I decided we would adopt Sweetie, as soon as she was healthy enough and trusted us enough. We would take her to the vet, get her immunizations and get her fixed, and she will be ours. We were doing our best to keep track of her and make sure we ALWAYS had a bowl of fresh food outside for her. We even kept fresh water outside so she could have good water. Talk about effort- we were not going to lose this one too. Well guess what? Guess who showed up today? That's right! Sweetie's brother. I was on the porch feeding Sweetie and he snuck up behind me. I don't know who scared who more, but I definately recovered faster. As soon as I saw him, I backed off. I filled the food bowl and he ate everything I gave. (I ended up taking it away so he wouldn't gorge himself and be sick. Then I put it back out later in the day.) Since Selo was home at the time, he got to enjoy it with me. Our starving cat had come back to life! We thought this little miracle was appropriate of a name, so Selo named him Jack. Jack was named after Jack Sparrow, since they both only have one eye ;) Jack has now let me pet him, and he will come up on the porch with us. Both Sweetie and Jack are doing great. They are still skinny little cats, but they are eager to see us and learning to trust us. They know the sound of the food bowl, and they are ready and waiting to eat each time I bring it outside. Piper went outside today and they all played in the forest. They are going to live! And Selo and I have decided that not only will they live, but we will make sure they live well.
Yes, I know. Getting this excited over cats is cheesy. But knowing they will live is a wonderful feeling! and Yes, I know. Three cats is a lot. But you wouldn't be able to abandon them and watch them die, would you? It would break my heart to know that I could have prevented an animal from suffering and dying. We will most certainly NOT abandon them. These babies are survivors and they are gonig to make it.
So Selo and I have a cat. Her name is Piper, she is almost two years old, and she is totally and completely The Baby Girl. I had her mom, Chani, since she was a kitten, and then I took Piper when she was born. (Chani is gone now, sadly.) Piper lived with us in Idaho, moved to Utah with us, and now lives with us in North Carolina. So she is very much 'our baby'. Well we agreed to just have one cat. But then, when Selo moved into our home (before we were married, it was his house, not is it ours), we were told about some cats that lived around here. We live in a nice little area that has only five houses and surronded by a forest. It is fabulous and I wouldn't be happier anywhere else. Anyway, so Selo kept an eye out for the cats. He only saw two cats, and they were both young-ish and orange. Well, right before we got married and I moved in, we put some food out in a bowl to see if we could get them close enough for us to see. (Our LL had told us they were abandoned and we wanted to see what kind of shape they were in.) One of them was a sweet little girl, and the other was a male. Both of them were so scrawny and thin! I have never seen cats- that were alive- so thin. And the male was missing an eye. Obviously these cats were in bad shape. So we began feeding them regularly. The female cat always came right up on the porch and came right to us. She loved to be petted and given attention. The male cat would just hang around until we went inside. But then, we stopped seeing the male cat. This weekend, Selo finally convinced me that he really wasn't coming back, and I needed to 'let him go'. It was really hard for me to accept that we hadn't saved him in time, and he had died. I hated the thought of any animal suffering like that. But finally I just gave up hope and let it sink in that he hadn't made it. That empowered me even more to help the female, who by then we had named Sweetie, for obvious reasons. Even Piper was being friendly and socializing with her. Selo and I decided we would adopt Sweetie, as soon as she was healthy enough and trusted us enough. We would take her to the vet, get her immunizations and get her fixed, and she will be ours. We were doing our best to keep track of her and make sure we ALWAYS had a bowl of fresh food outside for her. We even kept fresh water outside so she could have good water. Talk about effort- we were not going to lose this one too. Well guess what? Guess who showed up today? That's right! Sweetie's brother. I was on the porch feeding Sweetie and he snuck up behind me. I don't know who scared who more, but I definately recovered faster. As soon as I saw him, I backed off. I filled the food bowl and he ate everything I gave. (I ended up taking it away so he wouldn't gorge himself and be sick. Then I put it back out later in the day.) Since Selo was home at the time, he got to enjoy it with me. Our starving cat had come back to life! We thought this little miracle was appropriate of a name, so Selo named him Jack. Jack was named after Jack Sparrow, since they both only have one eye ;) Jack has now let me pet him, and he will come up on the porch with us. Both Sweetie and Jack are doing great. They are still skinny little cats, but they are eager to see us and learning to trust us. They know the sound of the food bowl, and they are ready and waiting to eat each time I bring it outside. Piper went outside today and they all played in the forest. They are going to live! And Selo and I have decided that not only will they live, but we will make sure they live well.
Yes, I know. Getting this excited over cats is cheesy. But knowing they will live is a wonderful feeling! and Yes, I know. Three cats is a lot. But you wouldn't be able to abandon them and watch them die, would you? It would break my heart to know that I could have prevented an animal from suffering and dying. We will most certainly NOT abandon them. These babies are survivors and they are gonig to make it.
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