They just end up barfing on your carpet and shedding on your sofa...
but when one really wants you... It will OWN you; there won't be any negotiation or question about it.
and you've already been marked...
Basement Cat has some seriously woofle-able tummy fluff, there.
Outside of a flea market in Jay, Oklahoma, were some people with a box full of eight-week-old kittens. They were Siamese-built with colored tabby points and faint barring on their bodies. This one little boy had a face like flames, with fire running all up and down his legs and licking up his tail. He had a sister that looked the same, only her coloring was what they call lilac. Basically, the color of fog.
There was that shock of "knowing" when I saw them, and it was right, but my parents wouldn't let me have them, or even discuss it reasonably with me. And I am still angry about that, 20 years later.
I am absolutely not saying you made the wrong decision. Leaving a kitten in the company of its family in Amish barn cat country is way different than leaving a box of kittens outside a flea market in Jay, Oklahoma in the middle of July. Your kitten will probably be fine, and have as good a life as barn cats can have. I'm just saying I know the feeling of leaving a friend behind.
If I had felt that kitten was going to be anything but fat and happy there, I wouldn't have left it - ah, the joy of being a grownup. But I do have that "friend left behind" feeling.
It's probably good you left him there to be with it's family, though.
Yeah, it was used to being an outdoor kitty; turning it into an indoor kitty probably would have been a challenge. But it was funny the difference between my conscience and expectations.
2009-08-29 05:03 am (UTC)
How can you be sure what the Amish man meant? Maybe he meant "Listen to God telling you to take the kitten."
Since this is a rare kitten you aren't allergic to, maybe you should go back and, if not negotiate, at least CLARIFY what the man was trying to tell you.
There was a look in his eye that said, "yes, you are not the first person who has wanted to take a kitten." It becomes "but it's just one cheeto"
syndrome. There was body language there.
He said, "Well, you must do what your conscience tells you," and I knew he meant I shouldn't take the kitten.
I don't get tha that's what he meant at all -- unless he meant that living things aren't "souvenirs" like plastic statues of liberty, and if that was really your relationship to it, then perhaps it was best that you not.
Perhaps if you'd said "I've fallen for this kitten, and it seems to like me too. You have sooo many, I have none: could I adopt this one please? I'll give it a loving home. . . ." his reaction might have been "Thank God you found eachother!"
I'm sorry you will miss out on kitteh luvins. They are very ADD'd, but they always come back when they want a cuddle.
I was about to say pretty much the same thing Roaming has said but as s/he said it, I guess I don't need to. Either way, QFT!
The Ferrett is full of things similar to wrong things.
Cats do not have to prove themselves to you. They don't have to make a persistent case, for heaven's sake. They are kitties! Kitties are inconstant! *flails* And you weren't allergic! *flails more*
See this reply
. I think it better explains the why of it.
Awwww. I had a similar reaction to my kitteh when I first met him. There were four cats to choose from (all adults), and while the female was the most outgoing, he was the one who climbed on my lap immediately after I sat down and stayed there, purring, the entire time I was there. <3 I love his little furry hide ridiculously.
It was indeed sad that you couldn't take him home with you, especially considering the non-allergies. That makes me curious as to what part of cats you are exactly allergic to.
It may be I simply didn't handle him enough. I do have less problems with short-haired cats with less undercoat.
My cat is most likely a former barn cat.
When I was small, my family had a cat but my mother gave it away when I was two because it kept getting in the crib with my infant brother. When I was five, we got another kitten but I ended up in the hospital with asthma so it was given away as well. I was very sad.
When I met my current husband, the relationship nearly ended when he found out I was allergic to cats. He had had cats all of his life and didn't think he could date someone who couldn't. He cut me a break on that one since I tolerated the fact that he smoked.
Ten years later, I had been able to tolerate some cats and we were living in the country and having some issues with mice in our woodshed. One of us may have casually mentioned at church, or the store, or the post office that we might someday want a cat to deal with our rodents.
One day I was putting my six week old son in his bed in the wee hours of the morning when I heard a tiny 'mew' coming from the back yard. I went out and found a handful of starving kitten.
We didn't try nearly hard enough to give her away. For many years she pretty much lived in our woodshed, only coming inside when it was freezing cold, but now, 15 years and two addresses later, she has turned into a lap cat for my husband and a friend for me.
If it's meant to be, it will be.
Thanks. It did me some idea that there may be cats I can tolerate. But if there is a kitteh in my future, then yes, it will happen.
Yeah, Patina the Catina chose me. Two or three trips to the shelter, and the cat-choosing one was the one where she was out of her cage and loving everyone. Every time I sat down, she sat down on my skirt-- she still does this. She didn't like being held and she wouldn't stay in my lap, but she held my skirt down like a champ.
I'd love another cat, but now's not the time. I continue to stalk them through the shelter website.
I went back and got a kitty I left behind, once, and never regretted it.
See this reply
. I think it better explains the why of our leaving it.
And we have travel ahead of us soon, so it would, again, not be fair to a lonely kitty.
GO BACK! GO GET IT! MY BLACK CAT DARES YOU!!!
LOL! See this reply
. I think it better explains the why of it.
Oh aw... I can understand why you chose to leave the kitten behind. However, if s/he continues to prey upon your heart and mind, perhaps go back and explain that you feel so drawn to this kitten, perhaps offer to buy it off them? Sometimes there's a special attachment and it's hard to forget.
I still mourn leaving behind a kitten I met at the local animal shelter. It was a small little thing, the ear tufts bigger than the ears, and the kitten had such a squeaky meow. Stole my heart. But I knew I wouldn't be able to, given I had two cats of my own and couldn't afford a third.
When I went back a few weeks later, the kitten was already adopted. I keep praying that the kitten went into a good home.
Also, your concerns about the kitten being an outdoors one and might not be happy indoors, don't you have a fenced backyard? *is not sure* Some cats can adapt to a fenced yard. Mine does.
We do, but my cats as a kid were all jumpers, so I wouldn't trust to a 4' fence.
Sometimes it's hard being a responsible adult huh? Better to take the time to think, and decide if it's really a good idea.
My hubby and I saw this adorable grey smudgy cat at the Humane Society, he purred when I held him, head butted my chin, and I immediately fell in love. But we deferred adopting him- and went home to think, and to talk about whether we really wanted a second cat, and if we could afford it. We finally decided we could, and a week later we adopted him. Leo is now my hubby's cat... *grins* apparently he realized he had to suck up to me to get him into the house.
I'm glad we took the time to really think about it.
It really isn't the time for us to take on a pet - the next two months are completely insane, and a kitten needs more attention than we could provide. But it's got us thinking, so maybe at some time in the future.