Monday, September 30, 2013

We Seem to Attract Gray Cats

When you walk in our front door, the first thing you see is the partially ripped up wood flooring, and next to that in the empty living room is a scaffold. There is a toilet in the hall bathtub, and our bed is still in the middle of the family room. I can joke about it to others, but being here 24/7 has worn my nerves and mood. So it was with great relief that we spent a long weekend in Branson recently. We met the married kids, did the Arts and Music festival at Silver Dollar City, and took in a show in town.

We stayed in a condo at a resort where we have stayed before, and the first thing we saw while going to our car the first day was this cat. We thought he belonged to someone staying in one of the condos, but there is a no pet policy there and the check in instructions say not to touch any animals we may see as they are either strays or belong to neighboring homes. This cat had a collar and seemed to stay in the condo parking lot all the time. A little girl from another condo took up with the cat and carried him around everywhere, and the cat seemed perfectly content to go along with whatever she wanted to do.

I went out to take a photo and found the little girl holding him. I asked if I could take a picture of him, and the little girl set him down and just in time too. He promptly threw up and then walked over to this curb to recuperate. After a few minutes, the little girl picked him up again and took him over to the swimming pool. She stood at the edge of the pool watching people play and swim and the cat sat calmly in her arms. So this cat only resembles my cat in color, not personality.

The condo cat:


My Buddy:


And this is the first cat Hubby and I had. We didn't have him long as we got him from a neighbor on a Friday and when we took him to the vet for shots on Monday, we learned he had distemper. It was a long time before we could let another cat into our lives after that.



Like that crazy orange and gold shag carpet? It was in the house when we bought it, but I don't remember thinking it was hideous at the time.   If you are wondering how long ago that was, it took me a few minutes to realize that that was me sitting next to the cat.  A much younger and thinner me.


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3 comments:

Kate said...

Hmmm, you do seem to have an affinity for the gray ones.

Glad you got away for a weekend. It drives me a bit nuts to have to live in disorder. Hope things start to come back together soon.

Jan said...

It's funny when you meet a cat who looks like one of yours but has a completely different character. My Thomas has a 'body double' in Solihull (where I work). The Solihull cat is a nervous little character. My Puss-cat takes on the world. Jx

Martha said...

I love those gray kittys!! Our first cat when I was growing up was the same gray, only very fluffy. She had a bit of a temper, so I never picked her up!!! My dad could, but I didn't dare.

I'm glad you got away too!!! It would be so difficult living in chaos for so long!! We did it for a couple months and it wasn't fun at all!!! Hope it is getting nearer to the end!!