I haz a cat
Jul. 27th, 2011 12:57 pmYesterday morning around 6:45 my next door neighbour knocked on my door and told me her daughter had rescued a cat the evening before, during a rain storm. Knowing how cat mad Charlie is, and having already 3 cats, one dog and 2 rats of her own she really couldn't keep it, asked if I wanted to take it in.
What with Charlie's heart being broken only the day before, and being rather cat mad myself, I said 'Well, I can take it in temporarily, get it tended to and then find a permanent home.' Talk about denial.
So I take in this tuxedo cat. She told me it was a boy, so after some phone and email debate Charlie and I named Trinculo.
I made a vet appointment that evening and off we went to find out if the cat was healthy. It was. It was also a pregnant female.
Ooookaaayyy...
I was told they can still do the spaying; effectively a kitty abortion. It's really the right thing to do. The shelters are already awash with unwanted kittens, no point in bringing in more. So, she gets her shots and we set up the appointment. I knew it was going to be expensive, but when I got the call later that evening with the actual price I just about had a heart attack.
It was over $300.
Sleepless night of worry, but this morning I called the ASPCA and they can do it for $75. Crisis averted.
So, she goes in tomorrow, and hopefully all will be well.
Here she is:

We've named her Andromache. It's a properly pretentious name, I know, but it's Shakespearean (and Greek) it's a character I really enjoyed playing, and, more morbidly, she's a mother who looses her child.
What with Charlie's heart being broken only the day before, and being rather cat mad myself, I said 'Well, I can take it in temporarily, get it tended to and then find a permanent home.' Talk about denial.
So I take in this tuxedo cat. She told me it was a boy, so after some phone and email debate Charlie and I named Trinculo.
I made a vet appointment that evening and off we went to find out if the cat was healthy. It was. It was also a pregnant female.
Ooookaaayyy...
I was told they can still do the spaying; effectively a kitty abortion. It's really the right thing to do. The shelters are already awash with unwanted kittens, no point in bringing in more. So, she gets her shots and we set up the appointment. I knew it was going to be expensive, but when I got the call later that evening with the actual price I just about had a heart attack.
It was over $300.
Sleepless night of worry, but this morning I called the ASPCA and they can do it for $75. Crisis averted.
So, she goes in tomorrow, and hopefully all will be well.
Here she is:
We've named her Andromache. It's a properly pretentious name, I know, but it's Shakespearean (and Greek) it's a character I really enjoyed playing, and, more morbidly, she's a mother who looses her child.