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Cute, but I have to say it worries me all those people being a lot older. When they die off who will take care of all the cats? What will they do? Airlift them all off the island when the last one leaves? They can't survive with that many alone, I am sure. It's an island. There cannot be enough natural sources of food to feed them all. Me, I think they really should start neutering them all. That way by the time all the people leave there won't be so many and they could survive until they are all gone too.
As for my boy he's on Clavamox and doing fine so far, but it seems to be pretty mild. I'm a little pissed at the vet though. It would seem that my 7 year old girl is indeed still capable of passing her nasty little URS viri around, sigh. Same shiz, different cat. She's like the Typhoid Mary of cats, I swear. Bring any cat into the house with her and a week later it's sneezing. I made sure I had the all clear and here I am back at the vet's, getting antibiotics and stuff. Last cat, this boy, definitely. I should have listened to my instincts and not adopted him but he got me and I don't regret going there.
I just wish I could have spared him the freaking cat flu. But that's it. I will not do this to another cat in my lifetime. He's the LAST CAT for me. Honestly I don't think I'll have another anyhow. By the time he likely passes, with any luck and may the squirt live a LONG, healthy life, I'll be sixty something and if I am even alive by then I probably won't want to adopt again. I've raised 7 cats of my own now, and fostered many, many more, and as much as I love him I'm getting kind of old for kitten duty. Having cats it's like having perpetual 2 year olds around and with the autoimmune thing they admittedly wear me out too much sometimes.
It's definitely only the very great love I have for all things feline that keeps me going some days. I get a lot of joy from having them but there has been a lot of sorrow and way too much expense too. I honestly should not have adopted Loki. I really did not need the $60 vet bill I had to pay today. That and his adoption fee took a huge chunk out of my K5II money it did, but he was just very special and it was clearly meant to be, this cat, at this time. I know when I'm supposed to go there, and that was MY cat sitting there, and I just knew it. As many cats as I've seen since Feb and I wasn't even tempted, and yet with this one I just couldn't walk away? Yup, MINE.
As it is I'm going to have to watch that his little kitty butt doesn't get stolen. He definitely cannot wander this one. Everybody that sees him wants him, and I am so not kidding. I'm not just saying that because I totally love his furry butt. I don't know what it is with this cat, but everybody that comes into contact with him just wants to pick him up and carry him off. I'm nervous when he's out of my sight. Today in the pet store vet everybody was gathering around him as we were waiting for our turn. 4 other kittens and cats in carriers in the waiting area and it's MY cat that's drawing people like flies on rotten meat. The vet and the vet tech just cannot stop saying how gorgeous he is and the vet she just has to take him around in the back and show him off to the whole place after she treats him. It's like he's a little Bowie rockstar kitten. EVERYBODY wants to cuddle him, love him, and take him home. He's so going to have a puffed up head at the rate things are going. There isn't one person who hasn't seen him who hasn't complimented him profusely. They're practically worshiping and adoring his furry little butt.
Today in my park I stopped very briefly to use the wifi in the clubhouse and to eat a burger in peace before I go home with him and everybody there has to come over and try to pet him too even though I have a towel over his carrier and I'm telling them he's a bit under the weather so please don't. I should have just taken him straight home but I wanted to install some stuff on the Blackberry and I can't get our router to work now. Also, I can't hardly sit in peace and eat a meal if my Dad is over here, and he was. He's been spending most of his time here lately. He's here more than he's at his own house. He's always got me doing stuff for him and he's always interrupting me eating. I can't even hardly remember the last time I had a meal where I didn't have to jump up about 3X to do something for someone and I wanted to enjoy my FF hot, for once. My SIL and the kids, and the roommate and her GF, all them too. If they're not trying to get me to do something here then they're calling me about this and that. The only way I can eat a meal and properly digest it lately is to eat in the middle of the night when everyone is asleep or when they are all gone.
I should be used to all this attention I suppose. I have been fortunate in the looks of my cats. All my cats have been real stunners, particularly the 2 all white boys, but I don't think I'll ever quite get used to people just totally falling in love with my cats and wanting to mess with them. I do want him to be social but I'm admittedly way too territorial and sometimes I do get cranky when people get a little too familiar with my animals. My last boy he caused a major stir in an airport once. I took him out of his carrier to go through the security gate and the whole room of people just went crazy. They were oohing and aahing and trying to pet him. I actually had about half a dozen people on the plane want to sit with me in my empty seat just so they could really look at him and talk to him. He was very, very popular, grin. It was those big peridot eyes of his. They were just so unusual that people just could not help but think he was gorgeous. He was, but he caused a bit too much of a furor sometimes for me.
My own fault. I could just pick a more normal looking, less showstopper garden variety of cat, but it just never seems to work out that way. I always end up with the best looking kitties around. I don't do purebreds but all of my cats so far? They looked like total show off kitties. I'm not really sure if I pick them or if they pick me, laugh, but any which way it goes I just seem tend to end up with the super smart, super stunning, extra smug, and snarky ones and so far Loki he's no different. I have been very blessed by the Goddess of Cats and I know it. He's got a MAJOR personality this cat. He's looking to be pretty smart and devious already. He's got a very stubborn will, and as I have said a freaking huge pair of lungs for such a little guy. Damn, he can YELL. This kitten he wants something he lets you KNOW it. It's usually me he wants. He knows who Mom is and he's got a clear cut cast of separation anxiety when it comes to me being in the house. I leave he nearly shakes the roof. He's driving my Dad and the roommate a bit crazy. Me, I'm used to it, I have dealt with ultra vocal cats before, but this guy he's definitely much louder than any cat I've ever met and he's barely 3 months old. What's he going to be like when his lungs are fully grown? I shudder to think....
I can tell he's going to be even worse than B was. He's a piece of work this baby cat and way too pretty for my own good. It must be a Siamese thing but people are just nutty about him so far. I have no doubts I was lucky to have gotten him when I did. I walk back in there today and talk to the guy at the adoption center and he tells me that at least a half dozen people have asked about him in the past few days. He's got people coming back to look just for him? He apparently caused quite a stir there last week when they brought him in even before they put up his "I'm adoptable sign." He had a LOT of people seriously looking at him for adoption this weekend apparently. I just got him first. I'm always there, talking to the kitties up for adoption, and the guy who's the head of that knows me fairly well at this point. He knows I am a very, very good cat mom and I think that did weigh a lot in my favor. He wanted Loki to go to a really good home and he knew he'd have the best with me, but even as I was adopting him I had to constantly tell people walking in there that he was taken. Some of them I don't think they wanted to hear that he was. It's going to get a little old if it keeps up at this rate. It's like I am practically fighting other cat people off with a stick...
There's such a thing as a cat being a little TOO handsome and charismatic, obviously....
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