yes, the title will throw you off for those who follow this blog but don’t know me especially since I rarely even blog about animals. For those of you who know me more personally, know of last night’s unanticipated occurrence and are going to shake your head , facepalm and say something along the lines of “just get over it”.
For those of you who do not personally know me, you must know that I love all animals big, small, fat, thin and so on and so forth. I always have been and will continue to have a soft spot for those creatures furry, soft and cuddly–But this was taking it to a new level.
I have rescued a baby bird from a fallen tree, fed it worms and took it to the vet to recuperate. I’ve lost count of the number of turtles I’ve stopped my car for and helped cross the road, also causing a bit of a backup and very angry drivers. There’s been one time that I walked around my neighborhood and knocked on doors to get a canine friend back home. All in all, this one was relatively new seeing as those of the feline kind, do not appeal to me very much.
Now, don’t get me wrong cats are great and all, but their ungrateful little personalities and lack of obedience are what puts me off completely. Hence why canines are this gal’s best friend. anyway enough stalling and on to the story!
Last night as my dad was taking my canine buddy Dash out to do his business, he came across a small cat–or might I say the cat came across my dad and decided to follow him. My father reacting quickly, put Dash in the house and knocked on the glass door to get my attention. Once I noticed him, my eyes fell upon the small calico behind my dad and my dog with his tail straight up not letting it leave his sight from behind the glass door. My reaction– the obvious, a bunch of “awww’s ” and “how cute!”
he said it was following him and had come from absolute nowhere. It had a small white collar with no tag– later discovering it was a flea collar– so there was no way I was going to listen to my dad’s orders and just “leave it alone”.
I put on my coat and jacket, closed the door behind me and walked outside to meet my dad in the parking lot where my dad was walking towards his car, the calico following close behind.
I asked if we could keep it for the night as it was going to snow the next day and it was too cold of a night for it to be out and the blatant answer came.. “No” ..and no amount of “pleases” and puppy dog eyes would change his mind. Instructing me to leave it alone, he hopped into his car and left to run some quick errands, leaving just me and the calico– alone.
I called my two aunts, one who lives in Ohio and loves animals as much as I do, and one that lives nearby, saying she couldn’t take it in either. Sitting on the curb, the cat jumped on my lap and got comfortable, which left me with one last choice.
I called A.
His mother and I also share an undying love for animals, thinking of the cat, I thought I would give it a try and asked him to ask his mom what was the likelihood of her sheltering a lost cat for the night.
15 cold minutes later and 15 warm -in the car– minutes later both of his parents arrived, at around 11pm may I add, to rescue my new friend.
His dad was not the happiest about it, but his mom jumped to it and held the small feline in her arms. She even ran to the store and got kitty food and liter. We agreed on putting up found flyers around my neighborhood and hope the owner turns up. If not– well I’m not too sure…
but here’s a few pictures of our new friend “Benny”, short for “Benadryl” since both A and his dad seem to be allergic to cats..
My dad has given me the title of this cat’s guardian angel. how rewarding!