Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Cat Tales



I have no experience with cats, other than a front-porch-here's-a-bit-of-kibble kind of friendship.

We visited the vet today. Well, first it took ten minutes to squish Bro into a borrowed transport box. I felt horrible about that; he felt worse. A chatty chap, he was silent as the grave on our road trip.

I had the checkbook out, ready to spring for neutering, vaccinations, whatever it is cats need. I asked them to scan for a chip, figuring a chip was out of the realm of possibilities, but good-animal stewardship and all.

He had a chip. So Bro, still in his cardboard box, and I waited in the examination room for half an hour as the vet's office attempted to contact the owner.

The first thing that sprang to mind was "Do no harm." Did I do harm? What if they couldn't locate the owner, what if protocol demanded the vet call Animal Control on my little cat in the cardboard box?

If we saw the truck in time, could we make a break for it? I actually considered this.

Turns out, Bro was neutered and vaxxed by a rescue organization. But the chip didn't have a referring phone number for the current owner. So I brought him home, not home-home, but my home. He took off in a huff.

Pretty sure he belongs to someone in the tri-street area. Hope he forgives me. Hope he comes back. We both like movies. Bro doesn't shed, talk too much, laugh too loud, pick fights, break wind, or steal my popcorn. He's the perfect date.

24 comments:

  1. Oh you don't know the trouble I've seen. Took Meeps to vet, the first visit in 3 years. Had to get the net and sedation. I was humiliated, crushed, devastated. I had he all dressed in her own cat scarf and she acted like a banshee from hell. I need to write a book. Will you do it for me?

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  2. I told the vet, "When you open the box, he's going to spring loose like a bat out of hell." So the vet opened the box and Bro just sat there as if, "How do you do, good sir. Pay no attention to the crazy woman."

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  3. For the food? No, he likes me because I have a nice smile and a good personality.

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  4. He's yours. He's chosen you and likes the peace at your place, but he'll also go home for more food. I wonder if they have kids that he'd like to have a rest from now and again? The rescue will know who has him, but don't go there.... When I was about 8 years old, we had a cat called Moggy, who was always in and out. One day my mum went to a neighbor's house and there was Moggy on their fireside rug. He was quite at home there, had been for half a year. They'd taken him in as they thought he was homeless, but the clever kitty was just having the best of both worlds. Bro's my kind of cat, a ginger, very special. Is that him in the photo?

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  5. You forgot to mention, that he doesn';t talk back or leave the toilet seat up.... btw, be glad he didn't meow all the way to the vet's.. that would be annoying.. mine does it as soon as the ignition turns over!. By running off he's trying to give u the guilts... don't fall for it.. otherwise u are in trouble...:-)

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  6. Marvelous photo.

    The vet visit seems to belong in the no good deed goes unpunished category. He'll get over it.

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  7. All will be forgiven. That's the way of cats. I don't know if that means they are smarter than or not as smart as dogs, who will hold a grudge. And yes, the silence is better than the pitiful mewing, with you driving and unable to do anything to help even if you wanted to. In any event the vet trip was a good idea because even if he is yours only part time you want to do right by him. I have a soft spot for felines of the orange variety since our Leo, the cat who found us and also hated trips to the vet.

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  8. Yes Bellis, that's him.

    KBF, Sharon, and Jean, you're right, of course. He's already back.

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  9. Very funny stuff, as usual. Cats have two homes that they go back and forth from on the sly, getting the best of both worlds? I thought only men did that.

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  10. I'm glad he's back, whether it is you or Albert who is the draw. And yes, be glad of the silence going to and in the vet's office. Rubio, who closely resembled Bro, howled so loudly in that same office that the rafters shook and large dogs cowered. Others would always ask "What is WRONG with your cat?" and I would be forced to say "Oh, it's time for his annual shots."

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  11. Bro is home-home. It's possible that something about his earlier home drove him away. In California, the house down our street had a cat. Then the owners took in a pit bull.

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  12. He likes you. You can tell he does by the way he's possessing your laptop. He will be back, possibly trying to bully you into a deal wherein you never, ever, ever try to stuff him into a box again. My son's cat Winston used to get into his carrier nicely. Then, last summer, Winston decided that this boxing of cats was insane, and Mike now has to disassemble the carrier and hold Winston in the bottom, while his wife screws the top half in place. Note that she lets him get maimed by the cat claws; she's no dope. I'm waiting for the update that Bro has returned home to you and Albert.

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  13. It's hard to believe with all your animals, and husbands, not a one came with a cat. You have now found the perfect replacement. Cats sleep mostly, are beautiful, come in a variety of colors and you don't have to rush home to let them out. If only they lived longer, they'd be just about perfect.

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    1. It is strange, isn't it? Though I'm not sure a cat replaces anything or one, it seems to have a niche of its own.

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    2. I guess I jumped the gun there. Had you married and sharing a tuna sandwich.

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  14. Earl: Two? Why not ten? The cat's pretty smart.
    Doris: Apparently, I had it easy. Look at Marjie's comment.
    John: He does make his presence known.
    Marjie: He's back. But I think ever getting him in that cardboard transport again is off the table.

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  15. Amazing photo. What a beautiful tail!

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  16. A friend who trained as a vet said it was the cats they were scared of, not the dogs. Industrial-strength gauntlet gloves required with some of them. My Teddy's so docile that I put Tina's harness and leash on him when we go to the vet. He's much happier uncrated.

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  17. I guess you could say, he always picks up the tabby.

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    1. Heh! Ella loathes going to the vet ~ I have one of those travel carriers that unclips all the way around and have to avail myself of that engineering feature more often than not. At both ends of the trip. Both times. I'm so glad Bro came back.

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