I realized while I comment on everyone's cat stuff I never post about my own except on Facebook! I've never been a cat person. I don't hate them, but I just have always preferred the loyalty and attitude of dogs. I will say I do still prefer dogs, but I've had some crazy felines sneak their way in.
In August when school was starting back and I was prepping I was nervous. It was the first year of me teaching being single and alone, not having someone to talk either about stuff ect. On my birthday mom mentioned some of the orphan kittens in the barn. My family owns a huge farm and lives in an area with no animal shelters. People dump strays all the time and cats randomly show up that have been abandoned and most of them are feral. They stay in the barns because of the mice and he warmth ect and my mom tends to break down and leave food for them because she felt sorry for them.
Anyway a mother cat was trying to raise her baby kittens and some babies another mother cat left and was having trouble. She started being them out near my mother and letting her handle them. I have to admit the calico caught my eye as I've always been partial to them and somehow I ended up taking home a little calico girl and tabby boy and trying to raise them and help them. They were covered in fleas, had runny eyes and had issues eating. I took them to the vet and went to work trying to raise them. Unfortunately the little tabby Simba didn't make it, but the calico Nala grew and became a wild ball of fuzz that terrorized the dogs by chasing and pouncing and then sleeping on my pillow at night. I adored her and still do. She has the biggest saddest eyes of any animal I've ever had and still has those eyes even when she claws the crap out of me.
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loginAbout two months later I was outside taking care of my horse when I noticed a little grey kitten spread out on the ground not moving. I thought surely she was dead but when I touch her she mewed. The cat didn't act right and I felt she was dying. At the time I had recently lost Simba and asked my mother if she would be kind enough to let the kitten in her house to stay on the back porch to have a comfy place to basically pass away. I wasn't going to ask my mother to take it to be put down and I had so much money tied up in my own animals but being out of the heat in a nice place to rest at least seemed right. Three days later she called me telling me to come get the little grey kitten because se was up, moving, meowing and wanting to be held constantly. She was very much not dead and she didn't want s cat.
I didn't take pictures of little Grey at first because I kept being paranoid she would die. She was in worse shape than Nala had been, but she got better and after having her for months and just calling her Grey to avoid being overly attached it became clear she intended to stay. She has been the sweetest cat and the most like a dog I've ever seen. I didn't take luxuries of little Christina Grey much because I always feared she would die on me.
Lastly, two more made their way into the house around Christmas. My mom called me saying one mother cat had brought out her older kittens and because of the snow and cold she worried about them. More than that though one looked like my old cat mister Diana. When I was a kid I had two cats I liked one a calico and one a fluffy white cat with Siamese like markings that I named Diana. Diana ended up being s boy though and just became w mister.
Well I felt I just had to have this one, but he also had s very small grey tabby sister with an overbite that was very much a runt. I couldn't seem to leave her and somehow by January I had four cats. I had added Mr. Diana and his sister Krampus( they were both wild and hissed, clawed and bit me a lot that first week especially Krampus so Christmas demon name sounded right). They grew out of it though and now I have four evil house panthers. Lmao they tear up more things than my dogs ever could and always seem to be into everything, but they amuse me and I do love them...but I don't want more cats! Lol four is so enough.
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loginKrampus and her cute overbite. She was the hardest one to socialize and has ended up being one of the most affectionate ones and always demands love. Yep, that's how I went from no cats to four.