Aug 21 2008
Something I Hate…
I have become something I hate and it all started with a tiny, beat-up and rain-soaked kitten.
My entire life I have preferred dogs to cats. Cats were the unfortunate result when kittens, which are cute, grew up.
Every cat I had ever met was aloof and boring, never wanting to play or show affection. Give me a dog that meets me at the door.
So, just under two years ago, a kitten changed all that for me. Rain appeared under my car one day in an October storm, soaked. The next day she appeared again, on my porch this time, and bearing signs she had been beat up by one or more of the local strays. She was four pounds of the most adorable kitten ever.
But I didn’t initially want to keep her. Kittens grow up into cats. Cleaning the litter box and feeding them, no big deal. But if I was getting a pet, I wanted one that was affetionate and playful, that would come when you call it. I wanted a dog.
I also live next to a three-lane highway and in an apartment, so a dog was a bad idea.
Rain tried to prove to me that she was not a typical cat. She waited on the porch all day, meowing and rubbing on my ankles when I walked buy. At first, when we invited her in to the house, it was to see if we could find her a home. Silly us. She had already found one.
My cat, proving that you can train one to be what you want/expect in a pet, comes when you call her and greets us at the door when we’ve been away too long. She plays fetch and soccer with her ping pong ball and her favorite place to sleep is within arms’ reach of where I am at the moment. She still rubs my ankles as a sign of affection. She is only aloof when she is half asleep.
Now, I am completely conditioned. I am something I used to hate. I not only love my cat, but I talk about her — a lot. And, I brag that she is the most uncatlike cat ever.
So why do you need to know this? Because rainthecat is starting her own blog, a cat’s eye view of the world around us. She is funny and smart and you should take a look. You might end up liking her as much as I do.
I have tried to tell people this for YEARS!! A cat is like Karma, you get what you give!
Ah, cats. They have a way of getting in and melting even the hardest heart. My Dad said “No cats” then “Okay you can have a cat, but I don’t even want to see it in the kitchen or sitting room” then “Here’s some scraps for the wee man” then “Leave the cat be, he’s sleeping on comfortably!”
Great idea for a new blog.