Dog is man's best friend, which is kind of typical. Leave it to a man to want an animal to be obdient, loyal and jump whenever he is in the room. Do not get me wrong, I like dogs, they are wonderful creatures, but to have an animal be a true friend, does it not mean that we have to accept them for the creatures that they are with all their beastly wiles intact?
Cats are independent, they do what they please and trying to train them to be anything resembling anything else but a cat, well it's downright impossible. When I first got married I wanted four children and two cats. As luck would have it I ended up with five cats and two kids. The four legged children have made my life a complete joy. I will start with Floofy who is my oldest, he is sixteen years old. Thats old for a cat, I found him in a box at the Bart Station in Glen Park. His other siblings were cute and different colors, he was jet black and no one wanted him, I of course fell in love with him because he was a black cat. Floofy is the most awesome cat ever, he is a frat boy in a cat body. He drinks water from the sink and hangs out with the guys while they are drinking and partying. He has his own facebook page. He has kept me company through some of my darkest days and I hope that I can be here for him during the twilight of his days. These days he just wants to sleep and drink water, he is no longer Floofy, he's just kind of ratty and skinny, but we still love him. His personality has not changed, so that's a good thing.
Wyck is a Russian Blue, who technically is not my cat. He is my daughter's ex-boyfriends cat, but he could not live with him. So we kept him. Wyck is all alley cat, he is big, buff and has scars all over his face and years from hanging in the Mission. Like the gangbangers with their tatoos in the Mission, if you really get passed all the bravado, you find a person who had to learn to survive and has a part to play, but if you open up your heart you get to know that it is all an act and deep down they are just pussycats. Just like my Wyck.
Pudge Pudge and Oni are adopted because friends of ours felt this would be a good place to leave these cats they loved, but couldn't take care of. So they live with us and half of our neighbors we share these guys with everyone, because they are just to cute to turn away when they go to their doorsteps or windows. That is the reason they smell like talculm powder and are super fat.
My latest cat is Little Mama, she was a stray and we saw her on 23rd and she was just so beautiful we had to have her. I slunk around twenty third waiting to see her again. When I finally did she just came up to me and showed me where she hung out. I asked the owner of the house if she was his and he said no, that his nephew was just feeding her because she had kittens. I did not bargain for more than one cat, but I told the gentleman I would take them. He said they were too small, but I said I would wait and bring food over to help him take care of the little family. I came back the next day with my little bag of food and he told me she had moved the kittens. I was disappointed because I thought I would never see her again, but she had brought out her kittens to a tree where I could just pick her up. She had six kittens all super cute and when they were big enough they all went to loving homes and she stayed with me.
She sleeps with me and my husband, which if you know my husband is not something he is never up for,
ever. Little Mama, has stolen his heart. She makes him laugh and helps him not worry at night when our kids are all out and about and it's just me and him. She entertains us and makes us laugh and before we know it we are tired and just want to go to bed instead of waiting up for our kids. Then she comes in and snuggles between us and with her warm little body there it reminds us of when we had our own little ones and everything is right with the world.
Cats can be friends for life, and if you have a friend you know that the best friend you have is someone who is perfect just the way they are. They may not call, they may not come by or you don't see them for years, but when they walk back into your life it's like they never left. That is how cats are, perfect just the way they are.
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