I want an orange tabby.

[meschatsetmoi]

Now, I already have five cats.  I love them all.  They are my little babies wrapped in furry suits.  Three years ago, I had six furry babies.  Then I lost my Rubi, my big orange tabby boy, and I miss him still.

I work for a property management company, and a potential resident was in the office today.  We started talking about animals, and it turns out she used to work for a shelter.  She told us (it was NOT a no-kill shelter) how they used to go about hitting the cats on the head with a pole to knock them out before removing them for euthanasia.

I have never been so sad in all my life.

Now all I can think about is a shelter full of little Rubis who need me to give them a home before they, too, are knocked on the head prior to euthanasia.

Since I now rent, and five cats is pushing the limit anyway, I do not NEED another cat.  But, oh, Rubi, you are calling to me.  Orange tabby, needing a loving home . . .