I was keeping her as a surprise for my grandkids. When they came here to spend the night Friday evening, there she was sitting in the living room. Now that they know about her, I can tell the world!! I even took her over to meet Julie today. First of all let me say, I never would have believed that I would ever have a "smooched face" cat. Other people have them and that's fine but not me!. This little girl was abandoned on the streets of Seattle, rescued by the Humane Society, taken to a lady who breeds Persian & Exotics (short hair Persians) to be fostered until she was ready to be adopted. I had Alex, the 25 pound Maine Coon for 6 months, but he was doing bad things in my house. When I called his previous person about these bad habits, she claimed he had never done that when she had him. But, she said she'd gladly take him back and she'd moved so he could now be an outdoor cat. So she came & got him on Sept 10th. I was devestated because I did love his "ample "self. Meanwhile a co-worker was looking for another Exotic kitten to be a companion for her 1 year old Exotic. She just happened to call this breeder in Seattle to see if she had any kittens available. She didn't but she told my friend about this little gal. She decided to give it a try so went and picked her up last weekend. She soon realized it would not work out for her because this one needs canned as well as dry food right now and my friend's cat only eats dry. She realized it would be too much trouble to feed them different food when they were sharing the same house. Last Tuesday morning she came to work and told me that it just wasn't going to work out and did I want to take her. So on my lunch break, I was off to Pet Smart to get some supplies. My friend went to her house about 3:30pm and got the cat and brought her back to the office, where she sat on my desk in her carrier until I went home at 6pm. When found in Seattle, she was filthy, covered with fleas, skin and bones and not in good shape. That nice lady that fostered her, took her to the vet, had her completely checked out, updated her shots, got rid of the fleas and started her back on the road to recovery. She is absolutely the sweetest little (4 pounds) cat, I have ever had. She follows me around the house like my shadow. She purrs like a buzz saw and has a funny squeaky little meow. She's getting more comfortable everyday, when I go into my bedroom, she jumps up on my bed and rolls on her back so I'll rub her tummy. I can still feel her little ribs, so I have to be gentle. Hopefully, she'll gain a little weight, so she's not so fragile. My co-worker and I went thru some Hebrew names and decided on Gabi which means "God is my strength." Certainly, God was looking after her while she was out on the street fending for herself. This little 2 year old cat has already brought me a great deal of joy in just a few days and I think the grandkids liked her a little bit, too.
I'm working the "stink" shift (9:30-6pm) Monday and then putting in extra time Monday evening at the registration table at a "Back Pain Seminar" the hospital system is having, so will get home late and then I have to be back to work at 7am Tuesday. So, I'll have a ton of alerts Tuesday afternon when I get home from work. However, I have Wednesday off, so I guess I can spend all day at my computer reading journals. :)
Until next time......Linda