Cat Nap….per
in the wee hours of May 16th, 2006Went to the supermarket Tuesday night last week for one item. Came home with that and a black kitten.
I watched it from my car and it lost three of its nine lives in a matter of minutes. It has almost been a week and it has adapted well, even accepts my poor 18 something one eyed feline, who couldn’t give a toss.
She’s approximately 12-15 weeks at a guess, very clingy and has been re-named to Sucki. No! That’s NOT the way you pronounce it. It is Soo-kee. American Indian name meaning “black” and I hope to hell I got the pronounciation right or I’m a bit of a twat.
Now for confessions. I posted an ad in a couple of the shops where I found her. No one rang. So resigned myself to keeping her. Well in all honesty I got quite attached to the little critter. Toilet trained her, she responded to her new name and was getting used to my other cat and then it happened.
I got a call from a woman who described her to the letter.
You know where I’m going with this. I told her it wasn’t the same cat. I felt guilty for about 10 minutes. I’m sure there are plenty of you who think that was appaling and may even go to the bother of telling me what a shitty thing that was I did.
To you I say this. I’m already visualising the duct tape over your mouth.
Perhaps she’ll be more vigilant in the care of animals in her charge in the future.
