As if you wouldn’t guess, today is my 10th Gotcha Day. Prezzies, I got a few. Thanks to Shoko and Ellen from 15 and Meowing for the cards and gifts. The peeps also got me something or at least I hope they did. As I have over the past 10 days, I have a present for one of you! This one is for your peeps and is open to everyone. I’ll leave you in suspense while we join the conclusion of my story.
I looked around the room and saw an old guy’s eyes light up! Before I was even transferred from the carrier to the cage, he was pointing me out to an even older looking lady. This guy was so old and stooped, he could hardly walk. I later learned he was going to have back surgery in two weeks.
Let’s go back to January 29, 2006. My peeps were at adoption day at the Hoboken Animal Hospital for quite some time when Pop saw them bringing in more cages. His back is killing him but he wasn’t leaving until I arrived. I was fashionably late, making my grand entrance three hours after the event started.
I looked around at the few humans there and as I looked at my future peeps, I thought "Please don't let the old farts take me home! Look, he can hardly walk. How is he gonna play with me?" Then I glanced at the other couple. “Dear Cod, they're froggies. I don't want to live in France." When I realized it'd prolly be one or the other, I sulked in the back of my cage. I keep coming to these things, but I'll never be adopted, I thought to myself. Woe is the pussycat!
TW was smitten with Ashanti. She was trying to play with her; in fact, she didn’t even see them bring me in. Having already been nipped by Ashanti, Pop was over by Gunther, a huge 10-year-old Maine Coon. when he spotted me. "THERE SHE IS!!!," his eyes shouted with joy and love as he spotted the carrying case that I was in. I fought tooth and claw as they tried to put me in a cage.
Pop pointed me out to TW who came over for a look-see. For some reason, there was a note on my cage that said "Play bites." How's that for discouraging the masses! How's that for false advertising! It didn't seem to dampen Pop's spirits. Then Mlle. Frog came over and commented to TW how clean I was. I heard TW say "well, she's my cat. I filled out the paperwork for her and I'm adopting her. You can't have her!” “I guess I'll be going home with the geezers," I wondered. Hmmm, maybe they live near my old hood and I can see da bois." Or will I be going back to Hillsborough yet again?
TW was in a snit because they lost the adoption papers she filled out online. Then they confused her name with someone else's and told her they couldn't let her adopt. Meanwhile, Pop was of the mind that he wanted 2 cats. TW found a little black and white tuxedo who was still in a carrying case and thought she was sweet looking. She was 5 years old, female and small; the criteria they were looking for. She had come from a hoarding situation in which the do-good hoarder had 27 cats. When the hoarder was hospitalized, the cats were sent to various shelters. TW finally filled out the adoption papers once again and axed about taking Mitzi too. Would we get along? Better still, was she streetwise and could she help in my escape plans?
R. said they could bring us home to see if it was going to work out. They didn't have space to let us
I lived happily ever after. And, I have a new posse around here. No, I don’t go out but we communicate through e-mail. There’s P-Kitty and Jamal and I even see Tuna from tme to time. He broke free from two homes and now he’s living somewhere in our complex. He’s still the baddest kitteh I know.
#10CK Giveaway 7!
Disclaimer: PawZaar is sponsoring today’s giveaway. I received no compensation in return for this post or my honest opinion.
I don’t get many newsletters by e-mail but one I do get is from CatTipper.com, which features it’s own store, PawZaar. a pawsome shop for pet lovers and their fur children. When co-owner Paris Permenter axed me to pick something for the giveaway, I couldn’t decide. I wanted everything! It took me awhile but I finally settled on this stunning cat necklace.
I love the saying all my children have paws so I finally settled on the “All My Children Have Paws” Cat Necklace, which was created in Taxco, Mexico, by artisans. It’s made of Alpaca silver (mixed metals) and brass and measures 1.2-inches long by .5-inches wide with a 16-inch silverplate chain with a 2-in. extender.
Best of all, 10% of the proceeds from their shop are donated to help a featured shelter or rescue. Visit PawZaar on Twitter, Facebook, Pinterest and Instagram.
To enter just fill out the Rafflecopter. No purchase necessary. Giveaway is open to everybody, 18+ years old. Void where prohibited. Giveaway will run from January 29 and will end February 5 at 11:59pm ET. A winner will be randomly selected by Rafflecopter. The winner will be notified by e-mail and have 48 hours to claim their prize; failure to do so will result in forfeiture of the prize. You can enter as many of the #10CK drawings as you wish but you can only win once. Capiche? Best of luck to everyone.
Many thanks to my sponsors who were so generous and made #10CK possible: PawZaar, Colorado Catnip Toys, Chewy.com, Dr. Catsby’s Bowl for Whisker Relief, Happy Goat Soap, and P.M. Griffin. I’d also like to thank Barb Kowalik for the wonderful logo she designed and everyone for being so patient this week when we didn’t have time to visit.