The New Addition
Posted: November 20, 2020 Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: cat, cats, kitten, stray 4 Comments
Three and a half weeks ago we saw him for the first time—a filthy, scrawny tuxedo kitten wandering the neighborhood alone. We tried to catch him with love and food, and when that didn’t work and a kid from down the street guaranteed that she could catch him if we gave her a towel, we took her up on the offer.
Thirty minutes later, we had a new baby.
We named him Toby. Toby Toe Beans, Tobes, Toblerone. He’s a super sweetie pie who purrs in seconds when you snuggle him into your chest.
The next morning we took him to the vet who confirmed his scrawniness but verified that he was relatively healthy and would be fine soon with a good home. He took his first shots like a champ.
His current room is our shower stall, complete with food, water, bed, and a small foil pan for a litter box. We quarantined him for five days before introducing him to the family, but we still lock him up in the shower overnight and when we’re both at work. Another week and he should be fine with everyone except my mother’s cat who hates anyone who isn’t my mother.
We learned yesterday to take the shower stool out of the shower, though. We’d left it in for a hiding spot, but yesterday morning I woke up to a little baby on my cover. He’d jumped from the stool to the shower caddy to the top of the shower doors, where he knocked nearly everything down but made it safely to the floor. Then he squeezed under the bathroom door, and he was out.
What an adorable little handful.
R. Sativus 
Sadly, I had to say goodbye to my girl last January. Wish I had the guts to let her go sooner! She was hissy and mean in the end. I feel badly I let her get into such a state of pain. The end of this post:https://wordpress.com/post/lrose.blog/571, is my tribute to her. Hope you can join us again! Thom has a prompt site and I’ve recently started re-posting TBP prompts.
I’m so sorry. It’s always a hard decision to make.
I do plan to join y’all again, I’m working on time management and prioritizing myself more.
wrong link!
Anyway, the dedication was:
Not the most cheerful post, but dedicated nevertheless to my constant companion of 18 years, Iona Cat Named Skipper. I just called her Kitty.
Hope your heaven is full of tall ficus trees you can climb up to your heart’s content, and strip bare of every leaf! May giant buckets of rotisserie chicken be sitting there, just waiting for you, whenever you please. Hope you have yourself many a happy, and thoroughly destructive clawings on the most biggest couches you ever saw, and may you have long naps on a plush window sill lounges under every hot summer sun. But, most of all I hope you find a friend with whom you can snuggle. Miss you, forever, my most best kiddo kat.
That is the perfect kitty cat heaven.