I'm a parent now. ^+_+^
So, yeah. The past week has been quite..... challenging?
Mike and I were constantly bickering the whole time. He was seriously annoying the *bleep!* out of me!!
And I've been all sad and confused a.k.a back to my normal state. Being happy is way too short-lived.
And I just want things to go back the way I knew them. I wish so badly for a home.
Sorry if this is incoherent, but, oh well.
Speaking of needing a home, Mike and I are parents now.
....of a cat.
Story? Ok.
Mike and I were walking to Hurley's (the local grocery store) to get vegetable oil to bake a yummy cake. On the way there, I saw a cute kitty sitting on the front steps of a house with space for rent.
I yelled, "KITTY!"
Mike got excited and started to pet it. Then we left to keep heading toward Hurley's.
And it began to follow us.
For a long while.
She kept attempting to go into each driveway or up to each doorstep we passed thinking we lived there, but when she saw we were walking still, she continued to follow.
We decided to see if she had a home by the time we got to McDonald's because she was acting awfully lost.
Mike and I scooped her up and began retracing our steps, going door to door and asking people on the street about the strange kitty. But no one knew who she belonged to.
We figured she may have been abandoned. She was too tame to be a local feral cat. And she showed signs of being outside for a long time: she was starving, her eye injured and cloudy, the way her paws and claws looked, and the fact that she smelled kind of skunky and dusty.
So we took her in.
I sent Mike around the back of the building with the cat, and I let him in through the basement. He sneaked her down the hall inside of his jacket. Now, there is a rule about pets in the dormitories: FISH ONLY. But, no one listens anyway. I'm not the only person on campus who's had a cat in their room, let alone something that isn't a fish.
I opened a can of tuna (which I probably wasn't going to eat anyway) and put it in a bowl for her.
She ate like a LION! I felt so sorry for her... that she had probably not eaten in a very long time. And hunting for food is hard enough as a domestic cat.
We decided to name her Sonya. There were lots of other names we thought of (Candy, Twinkle, Skunkie...),
but Sonya really seems to fit. My mom hates the name though:"I went to school with a retarded girl with that name! EW!"
I think Sonya is very pretty. The name is pretty like she is! :)
She LOVES to cuddle, too! She'll get right up in your bed and sleep with you!
Amy loves that, because Sonya cuddles up with her at night and goes to sleep.
Sonya is lovable and cute, curious and funny (I love it when she forgets to put her tongue back in her mouth after washing, lol).
But I'm also worried about her. :(
Sonya's eye isn't looking so good, and I can't afford to take her to the vet. I bought some eye drops that should help, but I want to call a vet for advice about it before I use them on her. The eyedrops should be gentle yet effective enough, but I just want to take precaution.
Her ears should be fine though. She's been showing mild signs of a possibilty of ear mites, so I also picked up some Hartz ear mite treatments for her.
I got all the cat stuff with Mike last night... oy, what a hellish, rough, night.
Despite the hell part, we walked about 2 miles to Walmart sometime around 2ish or 3ish in the morning for kitty supplies. We got back around 4 in the morning.
The stars were SO incredible!! I had never seen so many in my entire life!! It was like being at the planetarium!! :D :D
It made almost falling asleep in a laundromat not so bad, lol.
Ok. I think I'm done blabbing now.
Sorry for the excessively long entry, heh.
Later!
Mike and I were constantly bickering the whole time. He was seriously annoying the *bleep!* out of me!!
And I've been all sad and confused a.k.a back to my normal state. Being happy is way too short-lived.
And I just want things to go back the way I knew them. I wish so badly for a home.
Sorry if this is incoherent, but, oh well.
Speaking of needing a home, Mike and I are parents now.
....of a cat.
Story? Ok.
Mike and I were walking to Hurley's (the local grocery store) to get vegetable oil to bake a yummy cake. On the way there, I saw a cute kitty sitting on the front steps of a house with space for rent.
I yelled, "KITTY!"
Mike got excited and started to pet it. Then we left to keep heading toward Hurley's.
And it began to follow us.
For a long while.
She kept attempting to go into each driveway or up to each doorstep we passed thinking we lived there, but when she saw we were walking still, she continued to follow.
We decided to see if she had a home by the time we got to McDonald's because she was acting awfully lost.
Mike and I scooped her up and began retracing our steps, going door to door and asking people on the street about the strange kitty. But no one knew who she belonged to.
We figured she may have been abandoned. She was too tame to be a local feral cat. And she showed signs of being outside for a long time: she was starving, her eye injured and cloudy, the way her paws and claws looked, and the fact that she smelled kind of skunky and dusty.
So we took her in.
I sent Mike around the back of the building with the cat, and I let him in through the basement. He sneaked her down the hall inside of his jacket. Now, there is a rule about pets in the dormitories: FISH ONLY. But, no one listens anyway. I'm not the only person on campus who's had a cat in their room, let alone something that isn't a fish.
I opened a can of tuna (which I probably wasn't going to eat anyway) and put it in a bowl for her.
She ate like a LION! I felt so sorry for her... that she had probably not eaten in a very long time. And hunting for food is hard enough as a domestic cat.
We decided to name her Sonya. There were lots of other names we thought of (Candy, Twinkle, Skunkie...),
but Sonya really seems to fit. My mom hates the name though:"I went to school with a retarded girl with that name! EW!"
I think Sonya is very pretty. The name is pretty like she is! :)
She LOVES to cuddle, too! She'll get right up in your bed and sleep with you!
Amy loves that, because Sonya cuddles up with her at night and goes to sleep.
Sonya is lovable and cute, curious and funny (I love it when she forgets to put her tongue back in her mouth after washing, lol).
But I'm also worried about her. :(
Sonya's eye isn't looking so good, and I can't afford to take her to the vet. I bought some eye drops that should help, but I want to call a vet for advice about it before I use them on her. The eyedrops should be gentle yet effective enough, but I just want to take precaution.
Her ears should be fine though. She's been showing mild signs of a possibilty of ear mites, so I also picked up some Hartz ear mite treatments for her.
I got all the cat stuff with Mike last night... oy, what a hellish, rough, night.
Despite the hell part, we walked about 2 miles to Walmart sometime around 2ish or 3ish in the morning for kitty supplies. We got back around 4 in the morning.
The stars were SO incredible!! I had never seen so many in my entire life!! It was like being at the planetarium!! :D :D
It made almost falling asleep in a laundromat not so bad, lol.
Ok. I think I'm done blabbing now.
Sorry for the excessively long entry, heh.
Later!