I think the world can be divided into two sorts of people.
Cat people and dog people.
OK, there are some who claim to be bi-species, but honestly, I think they are fooling themselves.
Dog people, I think, are more needy or just want more for their money. They want interaction. They want to be needed. They want adoration, total adoration.
Cat people, on the other hand, want a creature with more independence, a creature who is just doing you the favor of hanging around and allowing you to feed them and admire their beauty.
I will admit, I have always considered myself a dog person.
We had a dog when I grew up and as an adult I have owned two dogs, Clancy (after the Clancy Brothers) and Maggie (after my mom). And, of course, these days, I have my doggie nephews, the ever adorable Bandit and Sammy. Oh, they are so cute!
But, as I have mentioned, my work schedule requires me to work 12 1/4 hour shifts. Add in travel and I am gone 13 hours, something a dog can not deal with.
I have considered alternatives, like a cat, buy my sister in law is allergic, so I never considered it very seriously.
|Like the Soul Patch Larry!|
See, Larry had a problem.
A serious problem.
It's a long story, but basically his future was dire. Either he was going to find a new home or he was going to be put to sleep. So, sucker that I am, after a day of texts from The Niece, and with approval from the SIL, Larry came to live at Casa da Caite.
He arrived in a pet carrier, fresh from a vet visit. So he was already very upset. The door of said carrier was open, I saw a flash of black and white, and that was the last I saw of Larry.
For two days.
He was here.
I saw his eyes, glowing under the couch.
I went online and read about bringing a cat into a new home and they said hiding was normal. For as long as a week!
But on the third day, finally, he came out to eat and drink and use his litter box.
While I was gone.
Then on the fourth day he appeared. Yes, I actually saw him. For about 15 seconds.
He stood in the doorway and meowed at me. Twice.
And then disappeared.
But last night, we had a breakthrough.
I was reading in my family room and he appeared at the doorway.
Seems he like doorways and grand entrances.
He meowed and I said, "Larry, how are you? Why don't you come in for awhile."
And he did!
He looked out the patio door, he rubbed his back on the rug. He jumped in my lap!
OK, I guess I have a cat.
Welcome home Larry!
P.S. Wait. Maybe I spoke too soon, since he disappeared again today. Maybe our relationship is developing....
|Yes, at night cats turn their glow-in-the dark eyes on! Creepy..lol|