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A SPO has actually indirectly caused me intense happiness.
Earlier today Eric, my boyfriend, found a cat in the stairwell to our apartment and came to get me figuring I would know what to do. I grabbed a kitty carrier my mom had given me to use for the ferrets if I ever needed to, put it together, and ran down the stairs. There was crouched a yearling kitten looking scared as shit but he was a little sweetie. I coaxed him into the cage and thought of what to do. The shelter down the street was closed but they were already overflowing with cats as it was with signs saying "no more room!" so we figured on trying to find its owner if it had one. As this moment, our neighbor came down and said she might know where it belonged. She had seen kittens wandering around a few houses down. So we walked over and it was obvious at first sight that this cat was much older than the kittens laying on the porch. We knoced on the door anyway to see if whoever was home could help us.
She had never seen the cat before and also informed us about her situation. Aparently a mother cat had adopted HER and had kittens on her porch. She had been leaving out shelter and food for them. SHe would have taken them in herself if she hadnt had cats of her own so she was trying to find homes for the kittens while trying to gain the trust of the mommy and give her a proper home. We wished her luck and that we would ask around for her.
When we got back to our apartment there was a man leaving who immediately recognised the cat. He occassionally babysat "crybaby" while her owner was away. He was a very nice man and invited us in where we saw that he was very much equiped to properly care for a cat so we entrusted her to him and told him we would let her owner know where she is the next time we saw her.
When Eric and I were back in the apartment, our friend, Jason, called. Eric asked if he wanted a kitten and he in turn said "hell yes" He had been wanting a kitten for some time now and he is a very wonderful and caring person who Ill kick his ass if he doesnt take proper care of the kits but Im sure he will spoil them rotten....anyway, Im getting ahead of myself. Eric hangs up and I start getting all teary eyed because I had already fallen in love with this one incredibly sweet kitten who was very friendly and loved to rub up against the lady's dog....That moment he caved..."ok we can save one...BUT JUST ONE!" So we walk over with Jason (who lives across the street) and his friend. So to try and shorten the story...I adopted one....Jason adopted one...but there was one left so Jason got all noble and refused to leave one behind and unloved. The lady was so greatful.
Now Ive spent about $150 on this little guy and Im going to call the vet tomorrow to get him a check up and start his vaccinations and find out when its best to get him neutered. Im also going to make sure that the other two kittens get the same checkup...Ill drive them there myself if I have to. I dont mind at all as long as they are cared for properly.
He's gotten a bath in flea, tick, and lice shampoo....he didnt fuss but meowed a bit. I blow dried him which he didnt like too much, clipped his nails...and even after all that, he purred like an engine and leaned into my hand as I scratched and pet him. He is so incredibly wonderful. Please...Ive never owned a cat before and Im researching all I can but I would very much appreciate any advice anyone can give me so I myself can avoid being a SPO. Thanks!