Kiki and Bill, love at first sight
Our latest cat caper lasted 12 hours. The kitten we were originally slated to have, had been injured in a cat fight and was “not ready for adoption” the feline rescue group told my daughter. We opted to try a different kitty named Kiki.
When Connie and Bill picked Kiki up, she instantly formed a bond with Bill during their two-hour dive here Saturday. Kiki, whose Mom was a feral cat and Dad a Siamese, spent the night with us and howled her Siamese howl all night.
One of the 18 times I got up to comfort her she discovered I was old and slow, and escaped to the bedroom where Johnny sleeps in a crate. She stood outside his crate and hissed, he barked and woke up David. She ran under my bed. Eventually, despite my arthritic handicap, I caught her and returned her to the lovely fluffy bed I had provided her. She jumped in the bathtub, on the toilet, and the sink counter, and escaped again. Repeat sequence above. This escape and recovery occurred about 5 times.
Finally, at 4:18 AM, I sent my daughter a text message saying, help, I don’t think this cat is going to work out. Because Bill had fallen in love with the cat, they drove back up to our house and took the cat and all her gear home with them.
Maybe the guy at the shelter was right. Maybe I am too old for a kitten.
Meanwhile, thinking I might try a different more mellow kitten, I sent my bird pals a message regarding cats and birds. The general feeling was that if you want a cat, be prepared to take your bird to the avian vet. Apparently, cats carry a bacteria deadly to birds, although several of my bird pals thought you could have a cat if you kept them separated at all times. Another suggested having the cat outdoors, a no-no for me for many reasons. Debbi wrote, “I’m sorry, but I think it’s too dangerous to have a cat with birds under any circumstances.”
I think I knew all this, but forgot, which is probably why I haven’t had a cat in 10 years. Meanwhile, I have my cuddly birds and Johnny, who has almost forgiven me for bringing that horrible kitten home.
Baby the Senegal snuggles into my shirt.