That does it, I'm certifiable

There's this pet food store near my house where I buy cat food,
litter, etc. I always go on Sundays because a local feral-rescue
group has an adoption in front of the store and I like to visit
the kitties.

Today I went and they were just breaking down (it was late in
the afternoon and time to pack up), but a few cats were still in
their cages. I stuck my finger in one and the kitty rubbed his
head all over my finger. I asked the volunteers if I could take
him out and hold him, and they said yes.

The cat immediately shoved his head under my chin, started purring,
and wouldn't budge, except to touch noses with me and rub his head
all over my face. He was a little darling. The next thing I knew, I
was offering to foster him!!

At first, the volunteers said they had someone. Then they said that
they actually hadn't asked the guy (ie, the fosterer) yet, so if I
wanted to, I could take him tonight. They know I already have 3 cats
at home, because I visit them almost every week and talk to them all
the time. They said that if it turns out to be too much, they do have
other fosterers who could take him. And of course, he could get adopted.

He is now under my desk and won't come out. I have the office door
closed so my 3 vultures can't come near him, but either he smells them,
or else he's just nervous about being in a new place. I hope he relaxes
soon. I tried to play with him but he's still too nervous, so I'm
leaving him alone. He's about 8-9 months old, so still a baby. But I
put a bit of catnip down to see if I could entice him out.

Am I insane or what? I'm already overwhelmed keeping up with 3!!

He is awfully cute, though.

Joyce
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There's this pet food store near my house where I buy cat food,
litter, etc. I always go on Sundays because a local feral-rescue
group has an adoption in front of the store and I like to visit
the kitties.

Today I went and they were just breaking down (it was late in
the afternoon and time to pack up), but a few cats were still in
their cages. I stuck my finger in one and the kitty rubbed his
head all over my finger. I asked the volunteers if I could take
him out and hold him, and they said yes.

The cat immediately shoved his head under my chin, started purring,
and wouldn't budge, except to touch noses with me and rub his head
all over my face. He was a little darling. The next thing I knew, I
was offering to foster him!!

At first, the volunteers said they had someone. Then they said that
they actually hadn't asked the guy (ie, the fosterer) yet, so if I
wanted to, I could take him tonight. They know I already have 3 cats
at home, because I visit them almost every week and talk to them all
the time. They said that if it turns out to be too much, they do have
other fosterers who could take him. And of course, he could get adopted.

He is now under my desk and won't come out. I have the office door
closed so my 3 vultures can't come near him, but either he smells them,
or else he's just nervous about being in a new place. I hope he relaxes
soon. I tried to play with him but he's still too nervous, so I'm
leaving him alone. He's about 8-9 months old, so still a baby. But I
put a bit of catnip down to see if I could entice him out.

Am I insane or what? I'm already overwhelmed keeping up with 3!!

He is awfully cute, though.

Joyce

I think it's a given that all of us who are slaves to our furry babies are
insane. That's why I stay away from pet stores or any place where cats or
dogs are available for adoption. When my husband was alive, he could steer
me away from the children with their kittens or puppies in a box outside the
supermarket. Now I have to do that myself. Fortunately, I don't see those
much any more.

Joy

Joy wrote:

I think it's a given that all of us who are slaves to our furry babies are
insane. That's why I stay away from pet stores or any place where cats or
dogs are available for adoption. When my husband was alive, he could steer
me away from the children with their kittens or puppies in a box outside the
supermarket. Now I have to do that myself. Fortunately, I don't see those
much any more.

OK, OK, but I haven't adopted him. I'm only fostering! I am not going to
adopt him. You heard me, right? Not going to adopt him. I said *not* going
to adopt him...

Joyce
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Awwww, cat slaves have big hearts!! How does it feel to have four cats now?
wrote in message
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There's this pet food store near my house where I buy cat food,
litter, etc. I always go on Sundays because a local feral-rescue
group has an adoption in front of the store and I like to visit
the kitties.

Today I went and they were just breaking down (it was late in
the afternoon and time to pack up), but a few cats were still in
their cages. I stuck my finger in one and the kitty rubbed his
head all over my finger. I asked the volunteers if I could take
him out and hold him, and they said yes.

The cat immediately shoved his head under my chin, started purring,
and wouldn't budge, except to touch noses with me and rub his head
all over my face. He was a little darling. The next thing I knew, I
was offering to foster him!!

At first, the volunteers said they had someone. Then they said that
they actually hadn't asked the guy (ie, the fosterer) yet, so if I
wanted to, I could take him tonight. They know I already have 3 cats
at home, because I visit them almost every week and talk to them all
the time. They said that if it turns out to be too much, they do have
other fosterers who could take him. And of course, he could get adopted.

He is now under my desk and won't come out. I have the office door
closed so my 3 vultures can't come near him, but either he smells them,
or else he's just nervous about being in a new place. I hope he relaxes
soon. I tried to play with him but he's still too nervous, so I'm
leaving him alone. He's about 8-9 months old, so still a baby. But I
put a bit of catnip down to see if I could entice him out.

Am I insane or what? I'm already overwhelmed keeping up with 3!!

He is awfully cute, though.

Joyce
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wrote:

Am I insane or what? I'm already overwhelmed keeping up with 3!!

He is awfully cute, though.

Well, then. What can you do? When you happen to find a cat that is
actually cute, you have to take him, don't you. Sounds like a good
enough argument to me. Hope he relaxes soon and the other cats are kind
to him. What does he look like? Any pictures?


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Marina, Miranda and Caliban. In loving memory of Frank and Nikki.

On Feb 3, 8:33*pm, wrote:
There's this pet food store near my house where I buy cat food,
litter, etc. I always go on Sundays because a local feral-rescue
group has an adoption in front of the store and I like to visit
the kitties.

Today I went and they were just breaking down (it was late in
the afternoon and time to pack up), but a few cats were still in
their cages. I stuck my finger in one and the kitty rubbed his
head all over my finger. I asked the volunteers if I could take
him out and hold him, and they said yes.

The cat immediately shoved his head under my chin, started purring,
and wouldn't budge, except to touch noses with me and rub his head
all over my face. He was a little darling. The next thing I knew, I
was offering to foster him!!

At first, the volunteers said they had someone. Then they said that
they actually hadn't asked the guy (ie, the fosterer) yet, so if I
wanted to, I could take him tonight. They know I already have 3 cats
at home, because I visit them almost every week and talk to them all
the time. They said that if it turns out to be too much, they do have
other fosterers who could take him. And of course, he could get adopted.

He is now under my desk and won't come out. I have the office door
closed so my 3 vultures can't come near him, but either he smells them,
or else he's just nervous about being in a new place. I hope he relaxes
soon. I tried to play with him but he's still too nervous, so I'm
leaving him alone. He's about 8-9 months old, so still a baby. But I
put a bit of catnip down to see if I could entice him out.

Am I insane or what? I'm already overwhelmed keeping up with 3!!

He is awfully cute, though.

Joyce
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Awww! Congratulations. It was "meant to be". I hope you'll find that
four is not much
different than taking care of 3, once new kitty settles in. Does he
have a name?

Sherry

wrote:

OK, OK, but I haven't adopted him. I'm only fostering! I am not going to
adopt him. You heard me, right? Not going to adopt him. I said *not* going
to adopt him...

LOL. Famous last words.


--
Marina, Miranda and Caliban. In loving memory of Frank and Nikki.

wrote:

Am I insane or what? I'm already overwhelmed keeping up with 3!!

He is awfully cute, though.

A certifiable nut case ... but you're among friends. I look forward to
hearing more about your little guy!

Susan M
Otis and Chester

Marina wrote:

wrote:

Am I insane or what? I'm already overwhelmed keeping up with 3!!

He is awfully cute, though.

Well, then. What can you do? When you happen to find a cat that is
actually cute, you have to take him, don't you. Sounds like a good
enough argument to me. Hope he relaxes soon and the other cats are kind
to him. What does he look like? Any pictures?

No pictures, because I don't have a camera. He's mostly white, with a
couple of tiny patches of black on his head and back. Actually, he's not
the prettiest cat in the world. But he was *so sweet* when I was holding
him this afternoon! He's small, about 9 months old, but looks younger to
me. The feral group says he was born in May '07, though.

I had to do some cooking (not involving the world-famous pork chop),
so I left him alone for about an hour. Came back in and now he's in his
cat carrier, shoved up against the back, furthest from the door. He's
seriously nervous, poor baby. I'm just going to let him do his thing
until he decides he's comfortable coming over to me. But if he doesn't
warm up in a day or two, I'll call the volunteer to see what the issue
is. She said he was very affectionate, so maybe he really is creeped out
to be in a houseful of cats, even though he can't see them and they
can't get near him.

His name is Everett, by the way. Apparently he got named that because
he's always trying to climb people, even when they're standing, so that
reminded someone of Everest, which morphed into Everett.

Go ahead and tease me all you like - my landlord would have me out on
my ear if he know I had 4 cats in here!! He doesn't even know I have 3.
So I have to give Everett back. I really hope he gets adopted soon. He's
really a nice cat.

Joyce
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wrote in message
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There's this pet food store near my house where I buy cat food,
litter, etc. I always go on Sundays because a local feral-rescue
group has an adoption in front of the store and I like to visit
the kitties.

Today I went and they were just breaking down (it was late in
the afternoon and time to pack up), but a few cats were still in
their cages. I stuck my finger in one and the kitty rubbed his
head all over my finger. I asked the volunteers if I could take
him out and hold him, and they said yes.

The cat immediately shoved his head under my chin, started purring,
and wouldn't budge, except to touch noses with me and rub his head
all over my face. He was a little darling. The next thing I knew, I
was offering to foster him!!

At first, the volunteers said they had someone. Then they said that
they actually hadn't asked the guy (ie, the fosterer) yet, so if I
wanted to, I could take him tonight. They know I already have 3 cats
at home, because I visit them almost every week and talk to them all
the time. They said that if it turns out to be too much, they do have
other fosterers who could take him. And of course, he could get adopted.

He is now under my desk and won't come out. I have the office door
closed so my 3 vultures can't come near him, but either he smells them,
or else he's just nervous about being in a new place. I hope he relaxes
soon. I tried to play with him but he's still too nervous, so I'm
leaving him alone. He's about 8-9 months old, so still a baby. But I
put a bit of catnip down to see if I could entice him out.

Am I insane or what? I'm already overwhelmed keeping up with 3!!

He is awfully cute, though.

Clearly you have 'sucker' written in cat script on your forehead too!
Welcome to the club, you are in very good company.

Any names yet?

You do realise you are keeping the little guy, right?

yowie