An Announcement

I’ve been waffly about the whole cat search thing. Do I want an adult cat or a kitten or two kittens? If kittens, should I go for younger ones or older ones? Do I get them from the shelter or the paper or wait until they show up on the doorstep? I just don’t know. So last night, my neighbor was out on her patio. I went over to ask her if she knew of anyone who had cats or kittens needing homes. Her mom lives on a farm and has a steady stream of dumped animals, so I figured it was worth a shot.

And it was! Her mom has two six-month old littermates—a tortie and a torbie, named Polly and Molly. They’re the perfect age for me, the coloring I was hoping for, and best of all, I will only have to rename one of them, since Polly was at the top of my name list. Surely, these are Teh Kittehs of Destiny? Best of all, her mom was at her wit’s end, because she’s at her maximum capacity for cats. She had decided she’d have to take these two to the shelter, where she was afraid they’d be put to sleep. So I’m cutting out the middle man and taking two cats out of the shelter loop. This makes me very happy.

My neighbor is spending the day at her mom’s, so she’ll bring the kittens to me when she gets back tonight, at around 8pm. She was a little concerned that I might not like them, as A) they are not cute little babies and B) I’ll be taking them sight unseen. Ha! 1) I am weird, and I really do prefer young adult cats to cute little kittens. 2) I Every single cat I’ve had has been unknown to me before-hand or picked at random from the alley, so I assured her that that wasn’t an issue. About the only things that would be deal breakers would be refusal to use a litter box (they are both already litter trained, so not an issue) or extreme aggression. Also not an issue, as she said they are both very sweet natured.

So if all goes well, I shall have kittehs tonight! Photos will be forthcoming (probably not until tomorrow), as well as a final decision on Molly’s new name. Polly will obviously keep her name, but I have an aunt named Molly, so I think I’d better rename her. The kitteh, not my aunt.