You know, I have GOT to wonder...
...why I didn't get that cat fixed. She's never going to go outdoors, she's never going to have kittens, but hope springs eternal. She woke me three times last night, begging for sex. Not gonna happen. Ever. But she demanded it so loudly, so vehemently, it was actually funny.
Not at 1 am, of course. Nor 3. Or now.
She--and her beloved, deceased sister Scoutie--were the first cats I ever had that I didn't have fixed in a timely manner. Scout was a bit frail and I adored her and was afraid to take the chance with the operation. So...why oh why didn't I have RAGS fixed? Scout is gone, dammit, and after almost a year I still miss her, and Rags is here, hale and healthy and yelling at the top of her voice.
I am a nut case.
(And incidentally, last night I dreamed I found a beautiful long-haired kitten at my friend Susan's house--it was like changeable silk, tortoise shell one minute, black the next. I had to take it home, really I did...)
(I do SO want a kitten again, it's been ten years since Scout and Rags were little.)
(I repeat, I am a nut case.)
Not at 1 am, of course. Nor 3. Or now.
She--and her beloved, deceased sister Scoutie--were the first cats I ever had that I didn't have fixed in a timely manner. Scout was a bit frail and I adored her and was afraid to take the chance with the operation. So...why oh why didn't I have RAGS fixed? Scout is gone, dammit, and after almost a year I still miss her, and Rags is here, hale and healthy and yelling at the top of her voice.
I am a nut case.
(And incidentally, last night I dreamed I found a beautiful long-haired kitten at my friend Susan's house--it was like changeable silk, tortoise shell one minute, black the next. I had to take it home, really I did...)
(I do SO want a kitten again, it's been ten years since Scout and Rags were little.)
(I repeat, I am a nut case.)