This little cat was about 6
weeks old when my son’s friend found her outside with an
abandoned litter. The rest of the litter was adopted
immediately, but no one wanted the runt who did nothing but
yell and was so weak, she was almost dead. The first night,
I told my son we couldn’t keep her. She yelled and screamed
at us for 24 hours while we fed her with a tiny, tiny
bottle. The Vet said she probably would have been dead from
starvation in another day if we hadn’t brought her in. To
me, she seemed literally angry that she was almost dead. She
was so weak, she fell over when she tried to lick her leg.
The second night, I dared anyone to take her
away from me and said I’d keep her for the next 18 years or
however long she lives. We originally named her ‘Sadie’, but
we have gasped out “KITTY!” so many times from being clawed
and bitten that her permanent and unoriginal name is officially
Kitty.
Kitty is now a year and a half – she’s a
beautiful Tortie, but she’s still a VERY bad kitty. She runs
at us chirping when we come home but spends the rest of the
evening jumping on our feet and biting them, wrapping
herself around our ankles and scratching and biting, swiping
at us when we get anywhere near her and launching herself
from the top floor of her kitty apartment to whoever is
closest.
She meows in anger in the middle of the night if no
one is playing with her and will burrow under the sheets and
comforters to bite my feet to wake me up. Sometimes she will
wake me out of a dead sleep by perching on my shoulder –
when I open my eyes, she smacks my face. When we have
company, she runs from them and attacks their feet when
they stop looking for her. She will only eat one kind of
gourmet kitty food in delicate sauce. She will come sit in
her litter box and glare at me when I’m trying to clean it
out, will swipe at me and then do her business in the new
litter. If I laugh at her, her pupils get large and dark and
she immediately crouches down and attacks me in a rage.
But every now and then, she will blink her
eyes slowly at us and come snuggle in and purr like a
tractor…for about 45 seconds. It’s worth it.
