Dogs Rule and Cats Drool
When Did I Become a Cat Person?
"Dogs rule, Cat's Drool" What do you think? I wanted nothing to do with cats, too much maintenance - Until a recent incident.
Cats, on the other hand, are just finicky; they wouldn't care if we live or die as long as we bring them food. Oh yeah, and they are very obnoxious about begging; they are so in your face. I could go on and on about how bad cats are as pets. Alright, I'll give you one good thing; they kill mice when you live out on a farm or in the country. This is what I believed most of my life.
Since having a family, I've had a couple of bad experiences with cats. Both of them had to do with "spraying" all over our house. Yikes! I guess you could call the cat colony over at my in-laws as an additional experience. They had, I don't know, maybe 300 cats (an exaggeration) in their open shed on their property. My mother-in-law had a big heart with animals and kept feeding them as they kept breeding. What this comes down to is, I did not like cats and wanted no more to do with them no matter what.
Each time one of my children would approach about a cute kitten a neighbor or schoolmate had that was looking for a home, I would stop them in mid-sentence. Once I heard them say the word cat, I would immediately just say, "NO!" - end of discussion. My poor cat less children. "Oh, you awful father!"
Enter the kitten eventually known as Marshmallow. For whatever reason, my 13-year-old daughter came to me asking for a cat. I think I made the mistake of letting her finish her sentence. It had something in there about a kitten that the owners were going to take to the pound, and I know what happens when cats are taken to the pound. I don't know if it was the fact at 52 years of advanced age, I'm getting soft and sentimental, or if I just all of the sudden went "insane". Without hesitation, I said yes. Afterward, I thought that if it went bad, I would just plead temporary insanity.
The anticipation was too much; my daughter was like a 6-year-old at Christmas. The day finally came when she could pick up the cat. My wife drove her there, and I noticed while she was gone, I was feeling some anticipation; you could even call it excitement. I kept telling myself I was excited for her.
When the kitten arrived, the family swooped down upon it. I heard a whole mess of, "Awwwww!" and "How cute!" When the kitten finally came around to me, and I saw the little thing with the white fur and the black spot over one eye. I was instantly smitten.
Since then, I've found the kitten the most fun, crazy, and even caring ball of fur I had ever met. We have a true connection. Oh yes, my dog Yogi even likes the cat. One more thing to do: a visit to the vet for some neutering ... sorry Marshmallow.
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