OK first of all, I have a dilemma. If you have been reading my blog for awhile, you might remember that I fell in LOVE!!!! and it was not just with Gar. Before you think, oh Jen, you naughty woman, how could you possibly fall in love with another? Well look deep into her cute little eyes, see how adorable she is. When we met last September, she was only as big as Gar's hand. And I wanted so badly to
take her home with us, and my Sister, Turf Toter, wanted us to take her, but Cous Cous had a taste of the great outdoors. And I know that she would not be happy living in a tiny little condo.
I cried all the way home, well most of the way. And for me, unbelievable as it might sound, that is actually a good thing, because then I know that I am not making a decision that would be good for us. And we did not feel that it was the right decision for this little ball of fluff.
She grew up, snuck out one night, in the freezing cold, three feet deep snow of winter, and had, shall we call it a rendezvous. The result, Cous Cous is now a single mom to four adorable kittens. Three boys, who are predominately Manx, they have no tails. And one adorable little black with a caramel striped female, who is absolutely adorable, can you see where I am going with this?
We have many reasons still. Of course we have finally won the cat fight, and now cats would be legal. Pffftt. that never stopped most people.
We have absolutely no room for a litter box, and don't tell me that they take up just a little room. There is no room! We like to have the doors and windows open most of the year, and living on the ground floor, one open door would equal a missing kitty very quickly.
And let's not forget Bootsie, King of the Cat-stle. He owns us, and really doesn't play well with other kitty's, or sleeping bags left on the living room floor, plastic bags on counters, anything that is "out of place," and that includes the numerous guests we have all the time.
He needs us, and loves us, he just doesn't need anything out of place. The cat has issues, yes, but we love him. And yes, we realize that he is not ours.
So what are we to do with "Lark" or "Willow," as I have already named the little sweetie? Do we say "I do?" Or do we wait, until we can achieve our dream of living in the country, with.....at least 10 cats, one for each year we have had to wait.
Weigh in on this "Catty Issue." Let me know what I should do.
OK first of all, I have a dilemma. If you have been reading my blog for awhile, you might remember that I fell in LOVE!!!! and it was not just with Gar. Before you think, oh Jen, you naughty woman, how could you possibly fall in love with another? Well look deep into her cute little eyes, see how adorable she is. When we met last September, she was only as big as Gar's hand. And I wanted so badly to take her home with us, and my Sister, Turf Toter, wanted us to take her, but Cous Cous had a taste of the great outdoors. And I know that she would not be happy living in a tiny little condo.
I cried all the way home, well most of the way. And for me, unbelievable as it might sound, that is actually a good thing, because then I know that I am not making a decision that would be good for us. And we did not feel that it was the right decision for this little ball of fluff.
She grew up, snuck out one night, in the freezing cold, three feet deep snow of winter, and had, shall we call it a rendezvous. The result, Cous Cous is now a single mom to four adorable kittens. Three boys, who are predominately Manx, they have no tails. And one adorable little black with a caramel striped female, who is absolutely adorable, can you see where I am going with this?
We have many reasons still. Of course we have finally won the cat fight, and now cats would be legal. Pffftt. that never stopped most people.
We have absolutely no room for a litter box, and don't tell me that they take up just a little room. There is no room! We like to have the doors and windows open most of the year, and living on the ground floor, one open door would equal a missing kitty very quickly.
And let's not forget Bootsie, King of the Cat-stle. He owns us, and really doesn't play well with other kitty's, or sleeping bags left on the living room floor, plastic bags on counters, anything that is "out of place," and that includes the numerous guests we have all the time.
He needs us, and loves us, he just doesn't need anything out of place. The cat has issues, yes, but we love him. And yes, we realize that he is not ours.
So what are we to do with "Lark" or "Willow," as I have already named the little sweetie? Do we say "I do?" Or do we wait, until we can achieve our dream of living in the country, with.....at least 10 cats, one for each year we have had to wait.
Weigh in on this "Catty Issue." Let me know what I should do.
Oh no ... I'm not sure I can give you a rational answer. I hear (or see) kittens and I am TOAST!
ReplyDeleteHow upset would Bootsie be by the newcomer? A 'He'd get over it in time' upset or 'It would be war' upset?
Well, I also have a weakness for their sweet little faces. That would explain why we have two kitties. Can you get a screen door? Have a great Memorial Day ~Natalie
ReplyDeleteWell, of course I want you to have "Willow Lark!" (you like the way I used both names?) Do you have a porch or patio that you could make a "cat walk" with a doggie/kitty door from the inside to it? We have two indoor cats but they have access to the outdoors thru their kitty walk/cage and they get to go for strolls when we walk in Harriet's caged in doggy stroller. Good luck with your decision.
ReplyDeleteLOL!
ReplyDeleteWell...first of all...if that's her in the last shot, she's definitely a beauty.
I hate to be predictable, however, I think you do know what I'll say. Actually, have a seat, because this might take a while. ;o)
You've wanted a furry feline companion for some time now. I think we can all agree on that.
Your dream, if I'm not mistaken, includes, as you say, a number of these little critters.
One of the obstacles standing in the way of your inviting a cat into your lives now was the draconian No-Cat policy that had been established some years ago and was defeated by a majority vote last year.
It would seem to me, as an outsider looking in, that the Universe is doing what it can to line things up for you, so that you can begin to live your dream now. Not when the moons have all aligned and you have the perfect home in the country. Now.
And, if I may continue, as I understand this Universe thing, the more steps you take to own your dream and begin to move into it, the more signals you'll be sending out that, "Yes, this is really what I want." and more 'coincidences' will occur that will move you more firmly in the direction of your dream.
Too woo-woo? Well, then let's turn our attention to Lord Bootsie. His cat-stle is, technically, elsewhere. Just because you've welcomed a new resident into your home, doesn't mean you have to reject him outright.
Animals have a way of working things out and with him being a He and her being a She, they may very well get along. Besides, guys like younger women. ;o)
As for the doors & windows, there is a magnificent invention called a screen. You may have heard of it. It's a barrier that you lets fresh air in and you can see through it.
Cat litter is a necessary evil, unfortunately. There really is no perfect spot for that. I suggest you just ignore that and turn your attention to her front end.
Oh, one final note. Once you've named an animal, you're basically toast. ;o)
Carolynn
That is a dilemma...! My heart says Jen...get the kitty. Don't wait another year, month, day hour to have a kitty that you can love and delight in...Maybe it's like having children, if we wait until everything is perfect...none of us would have them! I so admire your thinking through the unintended consequences of the kitty decision...and only you and GAR can decide what is right. Perhaps it's possible to over come objections and find solutions! We have a kitty who must stay inside and have consequently had to reinforce screens and doors warn people all the time to watch the cat...and even have to lock him up when we have parties! A friend's daughter bought a beautiful end table that is built to hide a litter box! Doesn't it does sound absolutely amazing and so wrong! She lives in a tiny NYC apartment and it works for her!
ReplyDeleteGail
Say I do, I do!!
ReplyDeleteI am a sucker for those sweet eyes, too. Just say, YES!!!!!
ReplyDeleteYou're asking the wrong person here. I have six of the little darlin's and in spite of the mess and hassles, I wouldn't have it any other way.
ReplyDeleteSome faces I just can't resist, ya know?
But once I get to the point of naming them, I *know* that I'm toast.
But... kitties are all different. I have one cat who hates being indoors, but she's happy to lay on the porch. Another has NO desire to venture out, even if I tempt her with kitty food. The others are comers and goers, but they never venture much father than the patio.
I don't know what to tell you, doll... other than follow your heart. Your heart knows the answer.
If she's touched your heart, you will find a way to make it work. :)
ReplyDeleteYou've named her, so she's yours. Right?
ReplyDeleteReally hard decision..I say wait, then get lots, and lots and maybe a dog too! You have Bootsie now, it is practically like having your own cat! :)
ReplyDeleteI love your photos! Since I'm not a cat lover and I have kids with allergies.....I'd have to pass.....but you don't :)
ReplyDeleteYou are in a very delicate and important situation right now. I can understand completely your dilemma.
ReplyDeleteHere are some thoughts I had...
It is my belief that there are some animals that we are supposed to become stewards over in life. It isn't just any little critter, but specific individual little furry beings that are specifically meant to be with us and no one else. Because of this belief, I have a strong sense when a kitty is meant to be under my stewardship permanently, temporarily, or not at all. Knowing the difference requires deep introspection and listening to one's inner voice. It is very quiet, but if I listen I can hear it.
I would ponder and search my inner self for the answers to the following questions if I were in your shoes:
Is Bootsie meant to be my permanent stewardship or just a temporary/part-time one? Is this new little one meant to be a long-term stewardship that includes becoming part of my family? Is it the idea of kitty that I am drawn toward or is it this particular kitty's little spirit that is drawing me toward her? Regardless of my future dreams and plans, my desire to have lots of kitties someday, and my current living arrangement is this little one a kindred spirit that is supposed to share my home for the next 15-20 years?
You'll feel your answers. I know you will.
Hugs,
Cindy