Lydia asked if I had 8 cats or if the extra four would have made eight. The answer is: I have 8 cats.
Koala is my blind 16 year old (I think) blue calico. Someone we knew was feeding her, but their cats didn't like her, so she needed a new home. Robert wanted a cat for his birthday. Since his birthday is in January, the animal shelter didn't have a lot. I don't think the guy understood I didn't want a kitten, but it worked out. Koala is a dear.
Before I could get her spayed, she had a litter. Her son Colby is with us still. Her daughters Maggie and Alyss live with my brother. Colby is yellow and white and does a fine imitation of a bear rug.
Joseph brought home Mars, who is getting spayed today. She is doing well, I hear from the vet's office. She has had too many litters. We have Taz, a black long-haired male.
And we have the four kittens, currently called Moosetracks (calico), Turtletracks (tortoiseshell), Charley (black and white), and Thierry (gray and white.) I don't want to keep them, but I've had bad luck giving away cats, except to relatives and close friends. They are full up right now.
So, I am going to have the kittens spayed or neutered, then find homes. At least then, I won't feel guilty about giving them away to make more and more cats. Even though they are beautiful and sweet, there are enough of them.
2 comments:
Does this mean you have tentatively adopted the 4 kittens? You old softie! :o)
No, it means that I am getting my kittens fixed before I give them away. We may end up keeping them, although Bob is pretty serious about leaving if at least some of the cats don't. Even my dad said I was going to turn into the Cat Lady of Forest Acres. I said that I don't live in Forest Acres.
I'll feel better giving them away if I know they are spayed or neutered and have their shots. It will be expensive, but here we are, huh?
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