Bright lights / big city / we have / a kitty
Sooooooooooo we didn’t get Waffle. The Humane Society doesn’t let people “reserve” animals (first come first serve), and when I checked their adoptions page right before we headed down there, Waffle’s picture was gone.
Meaning she had been adopted by someone who had an earlier appointment that morning.
I’d already bonded with her so much just by looking at her picture that it was almost like another loss. I ugly cried about it while Nate was in the shower.
But we decided to go anyway; perhaps another cat needed us.
And one did – we ended up with this pretty girl right here:
We don’t have a name for her yet, but she was very calm on the car ride home and seemed to not be afraid at all as she explored the house. It was hard to get a non-blurry picture of her.
It’s going to be interesting to see how different she is from Jazzy.
Edit: we named her Pepper!
Cat? I’m a kitty cat. And I dance, dance, dance, and I dance, dance, dance
The thought of getting a new cat is a conflicting one. On one hand, it would feel like a betrayal to Jazzy because she died exactly a month ago today, which isn’t that long ago at all, and it’s like even thinking of a new cat feels like we’re replacing her. On the other hand, there are so many cats in Calgary who need good homes, and we are in a position to provide that to one (or more) cats.
I was looking at the Calgary Humane Society adoptables today (because that’s what I do in my free time) and saw this sweet creature:
I felt an instant bond with her. Even just by seeing her pictures. Like…I need to meet this girl and see if we can help her. I’ve already renamed her Waffle.
So Nate and I have booked an appointment on Tuesday morning to go and check her out and possibly bring her home if we feel the same bond in person.
I’m excited. And sad. And guilty. And excited.
CATZ
For the past five months or so, my mom and I have made it a routine to go visit the Humane Society on Friday afternoons. So today we went and I said goodbye to all the cool kitties there. Here are some pics of my favorites.
This is Cleo. She’s freaking awesome and needs to be adopted! I think the reason she hasn’t yet is because there’s a big warning on her cage that she does NOT get along with other cats. She’s super friendly with people, though.
This is Cheshire. He’s giant. My foot is for scale purposes.
Martina! She’s been there for like 6 years now. In the pic she’s getting love from my mom.
YAY CATZ!
NEW KITTEN!
My mom adopted a kitten from the Humane Society! Observe the cuteness:
(New and better pic inserted, ‘cause the old one was grainy and blurry.)
His name is Raymond Cat and he’s probably the most chill cat I’ve ever seen. I’ve heard him meow like twice and he just kind of goes with the flow.
SO MUCH LOVE!
Turnip in Rut
There’s a new giant orange cat at the Humane Society! His name is Tiny and his info says he’s 22 pounds. Not as big as Jupiter, but he’s still pretty big. He’s a lover, so I bet he’ll be adopted soon.
Have a rainbow!
Sorry, not much going on today.
Whyyyyyyyyyyyy
My big sweet Humane Society cat, Jupiter, got adopted, and I am simultaneously very happy and very sad. I could have never taken her to Calgary (practically no apartments allow pets there), but I wish I could have loved her one more time. I haven’t felt such a connection with a cat in a loooong time. I’m sad I didn’t get to say goodbye, but I’m glad someone else out there will love her.
Gonna go cry now.
Help
I’m in love with a cat at the Humane Society.
Serious love.
But I’m heading north in like two months.
Her name is Elle, but I call her Jupiter because she’s waaaaaaaaay huge. She’s at least 20 pounds, is super bow-legged, and is a big roly-poly love.
I really, really, really like her (and I think she likes me, too) and I’d totally adopt her and take her with me to Calgary if I knew that she’d be okay. I’m not taking Annabelle because she was phenomenally miserable in Van and I think it would be a repeat of that…that’s another thing I’m afraid of, I don’t want Jupiter to be miserable, either. I also have no idea how she’d handle a car ride that long.
But NNNNNNNNF I love her.
I hope that she gets adopted by someone who can really care for her and give her all the love she deserves.
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