Kitties...
Feb. 17th, 2009 10:12 am*deep breath*
So. Everyone knows I have a new job. Which, for now at least, I love. ^_^ One of the major differences between this job and the old job is that we have in-house kitties. ^_^ They live in the hospital and *coughs* "help" with all the work. ((We won't point out, of course, how unhelpful it is to have a kitty butt square in the middle of the notes you're trying to write...)) Anyway, our grand total of official hospital cats is 8: Chester -- who's 22 years old and still catching mice!, Tessa, Molly, Pieces, Giuseppe, Sybil, Oscar, and a black cat (whose name I don't remember >.<). We also have two kitties who are roughly 6 months old that we are trying to find homes for: Mootie (who I believe is already spoken for) and a little black kitty (who no one can come up with a name for that will stick ^_^). And yes, that is me in the pictures... O_o;;;
So why is this all important? I'll tell you. As you can see from the pictures, the little black kitty has laid claim to the cushy spot that is my chest (:-P) as a favored resting place. I'm not entirely sure I'm ready for another kitty, but I must confess, I'm getting attached to this one. But, as some of you know, I currently live in a "No Pets" apartment. End of story, right? *chuckles* Wrong. I decided to call my landlord and ask the question -- because if I don't ask, the answer is automatically "No", right? So I called, I explained the situation and listened to her hem and haw. Finally I explained that I wasn't expecting an answer right that moment and understood she'd have to talk it over with her husband and brother-in-law (my other two landlords). She said she would and she'd get back to me -- which is Joanne-speak for, "I'm going to forget we had this conversation 2 seconds after we hang up until you call and remind me three weeks from now."
*sigh* Oh well, you can't win if you don't even play the game, right? It's not as if I was expecting her to say yes.
Which brings me to Sunday. I have a shirt that I used to love -- it's pink/melon colored and stripey and looks pretty good on me. It's also, unfortunately, the last shirt that I held my baby girl in. (It's what I was wearing when I took her to be euthanized.) After her death, I wore it 2 or 3 times a week for ~1 month. Then I just stopped. I put it away and haven't taken it out since. Now, maybe it was guilt over contemplating a new kitty, I don't really know, but for some reason I decided to wear that shirt on Sunday. That day my landlord called me back with the following message: "In answer to your question, I talked it over with my husband and brother-in-law and we all agreed... you can have a cat. We wish you the best of luck with him and go ahead and bring him home."
And the next few minutes went like this: *stares at phone* *plays message again* *stares at shirt* *stares upwards* *chokes up and cries a little* I can take a hint, baby girl. Thanks for realizing I needed your blessing. *wobble eyes* ^_^
*wipes eyes* And so, now I just need to find out how I go about the process of taking him home (would like to neuter him first...), kitty-proofing my apartment (Yikes...) and deciding whether or not I want to move Lilly's cat-trees, etc. back in or just buy him new stuff. On the one hand, that stuff is expensive... on the other hand... it was Lilly's. *sigh*
Oh... and finding a name for the little guy. O_o;;; He's been living in the hospital for the last 1 1/2 months and not one name has stuck. -.-;;; I like the name "Rushlight" (from Uhura's Song -- he was a character from a bipedal feline race and he was the clan bard), but I can't figure out how I would nickname that down for everyday use. And I've been rereading the Dark Visions trilogy. My favorite characters is Gabriel (the dark-haired boy on the cover of Book 2) and it occurred to me that "Gabriel" might not be a bad name... But I can just see the discussion with my mother... "Oh..." *disappointed look* "...isn't that a Christian name? Are you sure you want to name him that?" *me twitch*
*coughs* So, if anyone thinks of any ideas, please let me know. ^_^
*snugs on all*
Later!
So. Everyone knows I have a new job. Which, for now at least, I love. ^_^ One of the major differences between this job and the old job is that we have in-house kitties. ^_^ They live in the hospital and *coughs* "help" with all the work. ((We won't point out, of course, how unhelpful it is to have a kitty butt square in the middle of the notes you're trying to write...)) Anyway, our grand total of official hospital cats is 8: Chester -- who's 22 years old and still catching mice!, Tessa, Molly, Pieces, Giuseppe, Sybil, Oscar, and a black cat (whose name I don't remember >.<). We also have two kitties who are roughly 6 months old that we are trying to find homes for: Mootie (who I believe is already spoken for) and a little black kitty (who no one can come up with a name for that will stick ^_^). And yes, that is me in the pictures... O_o;;;
So why is this all important? I'll tell you. As you can see from the pictures, the little black kitty has laid claim to the cushy spot that is my chest (:-P) as a favored resting place. I'm not entirely sure I'm ready for another kitty, but I must confess, I'm getting attached to this one. But, as some of you know, I currently live in a "No Pets" apartment. End of story, right? *chuckles* Wrong. I decided to call my landlord and ask the question -- because if I don't ask, the answer is automatically "No", right? So I called, I explained the situation and listened to her hem and haw. Finally I explained that I wasn't expecting an answer right that moment and understood she'd have to talk it over with her husband and brother-in-law (my other two landlords). She said she would and she'd get back to me -- which is Joanne-speak for, "I'm going to forget we had this conversation 2 seconds after we hang up until you call and remind me three weeks from now."
*sigh* Oh well, you can't win if you don't even play the game, right? It's not as if I was expecting her to say yes.
Which brings me to Sunday. I have a shirt that I used to love -- it's pink/melon colored and stripey and looks pretty good on me. It's also, unfortunately, the last shirt that I held my baby girl in. (It's what I was wearing when I took her to be euthanized.) After her death, I wore it 2 or 3 times a week for ~1 month. Then I just stopped. I put it away and haven't taken it out since. Now, maybe it was guilt over contemplating a new kitty, I don't really know, but for some reason I decided to wear that shirt on Sunday. That day my landlord called me back with the following message: "In answer to your question, I talked it over with my husband and brother-in-law and we all agreed... you can have a cat. We wish you the best of luck with him and go ahead and bring him home."
And the next few minutes went like this: *stares at phone* *plays message again* *stares at shirt* *stares upwards* *chokes up and cries a little* I can take a hint, baby girl. Thanks for realizing I needed your blessing. *wobble eyes* ^_^
*wipes eyes* And so, now I just need to find out how I go about the process of taking him home (would like to neuter him first...), kitty-proofing my apartment (Yikes...) and deciding whether or not I want to move Lilly's cat-trees, etc. back in or just buy him new stuff. On the one hand, that stuff is expensive... on the other hand... it was Lilly's. *sigh*
Oh... and finding a name for the little guy. O_o;;; He's been living in the hospital for the last 1 1/2 months and not one name has stuck. -.-;;; I like the name "Rushlight" (from Uhura's Song -- he was a character from a bipedal feline race and he was the clan bard), but I can't figure out how I would nickname that down for everyday use. And I've been rereading the Dark Visions trilogy. My favorite characters is Gabriel (the dark-haired boy on the cover of Book 2) and it occurred to me that "Gabriel" might not be a bad name... But I can just see the discussion with my mother... "Oh..." *disappointed look* "...isn't that a Christian name? Are you sure you want to name him that?" *me twitch*
*coughs* So, if anyone thinks of any ideas, please let me know. ^_^
*snugs on all*
Later!
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Date: 2009-02-17 05:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-17 05:36 pm (UTC)And I had a feeling you'd vote for "Rushlight". *chuckles* You're probably the only other person on the face of this Earth who would understand my impulse towards that name... and wouldn't need the explanation. *eg*
*ponders* I suppose he could be Gabriel Rushlight... ^_^ Nothing wrong with a kitty having a middle name, right?
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Date: 2009-02-17 05:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-17 11:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-18 03:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-18 05:07 am (UTC)*sigh* We have a lot of "broken" kitties at the hospital... :-P But, at least they're well cared for. ^_~
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Date: 2009-02-18 05:13 am (UTC)Now here's a funny story, though... Today, I was cuddling him in his favorite spot (my arms crossed over my chest with him draped full length across them) and I started telling him about how spoiled he could be as my kitty and how easy it would be to get me trained -- being as I'm already thoroughly whipped. Then I asked him if that sounded like a good proposition to him, if he'd like to be my kitty.
He stretched his front paws up over my shoulder, gave me a squeeze, rolled his head up to look me in the eye and then very deliberately butted his head under my chin. *giggle-snerf* *hangs head* I'm in such trouble. All he'll have to do is look at me and I'm going to give him whatever he wants... Even if he deserves to be in trouble at the time. -.-;;;
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Date: 2009-02-18 04:35 pm (UTC)no subject
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