I’m stocking up on kitty litter and food for my two new additions Wednesday: a kitten and an adult cat, both from the county animal shelter. I’m so excited! But I’m also concerned about Nessie, my adult cat.
Nessie is so timid. She’s afraid of everything – noises from the street, even me if I approach her too quickly. If anyone arrives at my front door, she dashes to another room and hides. If I have company, even family members, she hides until long after they leave.
My son and his wife gave her to me when she was only about four months old after rescuing her from chasing dogs. I spend a lot of time in front of the computer, and even tho I love her dearly and arrange playtime with her, I’m sure she’s bored. About six months ago, I adopted a full-grown cat, but Nessie hid under a table in my closet the entire time, so I rehomed the cat.
I’ve been thinking about kittens. Perhaps Nessie wouldn’t feel so threatened by a tiny kitten, so Roger and Michelle took me to the county’s mass adoption event, a wonderful free event held once a year at the San Bernardino Animal Shelter. They had all ages, all colors and breeds, and most people went straight for the kittens. The older cats just lay there, staring at the people with dejected eyes as if they knew they didn’t have a chance. My heart broke for them, and I wished I could take them all.
I found a kitten, one so tiny it couldn’t possibly scare Nessie – at least I hope she won’t feel threatened – and just as Roger and I were leaving the cattery house, I noticed a grown calico in a cage on the floor. The caretaker was cleaning out the cage, and the cat was nearly frozen in fear. I couldn’t stand it, so before even considering the consequences, I asked for her too.
Even tho this event took place Friday and Saturday, I have to wait until Wednesday to get them. Both new cats are females, so they’re now at the vet’s for surgery and shots, mandatory when adopting from a CA shelter. It’s good, tho, so I can’t argue: I already went through “seasons” with Nessie until I could get her to the vet.
So I’m excited, yet very concerned about Nessie. After all, this is her home and I hate to think she’ll feel invaded and threatened. But somehow, I’m going to make it work. The two new cats deserve a home too. So do all of them.
I’ll let you know what happens.