Showing posts with label fostering. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fostering. Show all posts

18 May 2009

Day 2 - Star turned Pepsi (for now)

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What's that above? That's what Star - my new foster cat - has to contribute to this blog since she doesn't have her own set up yet.

...or more likely, she was crossing my keyboard (as many cats seem to like doing) as I was just getting this started.

Anyways, she's been quite a treat to have sequestered in my other bedroom, and as you can see, she likes to accessorize (albeit that's my camera case) like any girly cat should. The original description I got of her said she was black, but upon further inspection I discovered she's more black/brown like cola - thus I started calling her Pepsi (Star is an okay name, but really not befitting of such a cutie, nor anything I'd call a cat). Not only is she cola coloured, she's got tabby stripes hidden in that black/brown fur, "tuxedo cat" patches of white on her chest and tippy toes, and Siamese characteristics in her ears and face - a true melting pot of kitty geneology.

Sweet sweet temperament, a little clingy at times, and talkative when she's hungry - she's got all the makings of the perfect little buddy...except she tends to express how happy she is by purring loudly and kneading the carpet or the chair you're sitting in. She snores too when she's really tuckered out, but only little kitty snores - nothing too loud.

So now I've got an extra cat. Any takers? Lemme know or give Toronto Cat Rescue a call...

17 May 2009

I knew it...

...I did get lazy and let this blog thing slide a bit.  

But now I'm here to admit to a couple things...

  1. I cook more for my cats than I do for myself at home.
  2. I have crossed into the threshold of becoming "that crazy cat lady" by taking on a foster cat. 
This should be an interesting experiment to say the least...I have to sequester the cat for 2 weeks in the 2nd bedroom for safety's sake, and it'll show me whether or not I have the patience to deal with another cat that's slightly high strung and into hiding like my other 3 are.  Good news though, I do get to use the food and litter as a tax write-off at the end of the year since it is considered a "charitable donation."  Awesome.  Now there's an official reason to become "that crazy cat lady."

Going to pick up my new foster kid today - her name is Star.  I'll post again once I get her settled in (and when I'm not too lazy about posting to this blog).  ;)