Rescue kitten
So, J has said that he hopes Cat comes back but in the mean time I am allowed to get another one. And I am having the worse cat luck of all time.
First, a very nice woman saw my Craigslist ad about losing Cat and called to say that she had adopted a cat from the pound and it turns out that her husband was allergic to that specific breed so she wanted to just give me her cat. Awesome right? Well, she took the cat to be groomed today and the groomer said it looks like the cat has skin cancer. So, not getting this cat. Sad day for me, the owner, and the cat.
TODAY I saw an ad for rescue kittens from a lady bringing them up to our town from Anchorage. AWESOME RIGHT? NO. Not even close. I called and this woman is RUUUUUUUUDE. She asks what kind of home I have, I tell her my kitty cat sob story, how we love cats, we have a daughter who loves cats, etc, and she tells ME that she doesn’t want to give me one because the cat might scratch B. WTF? Well duh, kittens scratch. You have them you should know. And I know because I’ve had kittens before. She then tells me if there are any left over after she talks to some other folks who don’t have kids, she might give me one and then hung up on me. I WANT TO PUNCH ALL THE THINGS.
Good gravy. I’m just going to go to the pound tomorrow and look for a sweet one I think, I miss having a little buddy around to play with.
