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- From: rmilner@zia.aoc.nrao.edu (Ruth Milner)
- Subject: Re: favorite cat
- Message-ID: <1992Dec30.225429.21272@zia.aoc.nrao.edu>
- Reply-To: rmilner@zia.aoc.nrao.edu (Ruth Milner)
- Organization: National Radio Astronomy Observatory, Socorro NM
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- Date: Wed, 30 Dec 92 22:54:29 GMT
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- >lydia@tarsal.dsg.ti.com (lydia middendorf ) writes:
- >
- >>I would like to here stories of how you folks met your kittys.
-
- OK, here's the story of how Abby and Boots came into our lives.
-
- Abby turned up as a stray at the end of August 1991. We had heard a kitten
- crying in the trailer across the road all day Saturday, and then Sunday
- morning I heard mews from the bushes around our backyard. So I quietly walked
- up to the bushes, talking quietly with my hand out, and out came this little
- tabby-Siamese kitten. Very pale body, brown stripy legs, ears, face and tail,
- about 12 weeks old. She meowed constantly. I picked her up and my husband got
- a saucer of milk and she talked the whole time she was drinking it. Later we
- took her over to the trailer, but the boy who answered the door (aged about
- 10, old enough to know) said she wasn't theirs.
-
- We really didn't think we wanted a cat then, so at first we tried to avoid
- feeding her, but she just kept hanging around, and every morning when I went
- outside she would come out of the bushes by the patio, talking. She was such
- a sweetheart, I just couldn't resist cuddling her. She would press her little
- body against me and purr and talk and knead, and talked all the rest of the
- time. Eventually my husband christened her "Abby the Gabby Tabby" (before then
- she was just "Kitty"), and of course that was The Beginning Of The End.
-
- Three weeks after she turned up, we were in Albuquerque for the day and made
- the decision to keep her. So we went to the shelter to find a companion for
- her (we both work). They didn't have any female kittens available, so we went
- to a pet store (no flames, please; I knew about puppy mills, but didn't see
- how anyone could turn a profit selling kittens). There were four 9-week-old
- kittens in a cage, two of them identical black-and-white females. We had the
- manager take them out of the cage and we played with them for a few minutes,
- and picked the one that seemed most adventurous. And that was Boots. (To this
- day I wonder what happened to Boots' sister).
-
- So we bought Boots (all of $20, I still don't see how she could have been a
- mill kitten at that price), put her in a box with a toy, and went to the
- PetSmart, which had just opened near the Price Club. Spent about $80 on food,
- dishes, litter & box, etc. etc. and drove her home to Socorro. She wandered
- around the back seat a bit (I sat there with her) and then went to sleep in
- my lap. This is the only time she has ever been happy in a car. :-)
-
- The Introduction: although Abby had been around for a few weeks, she had only
- been in the house a couple of times, so she hadn't really established it as
- Territory yet. When we got home, we let her in and fed her, she got on the
- couch and started washing herself. Then I brought Boots in. They sniffed at
- each other, no growling or hissing (they were only 9 and ~15 weeks old), and
- Abby started washing Boots' face. They've been best buddies ever since.
-
- And the rest is History!
-
- It was kind of sad to see them become cats. During that three-week period,
- Abby grew like a weed. She was definitely a kitten when she turned up, with
- a kitten face and kitten walk, but when we brought Boots home, Abby looked
- like a large adult cat in comparison. She must have doubled her weight in that
- time, at least. She also settled down and her talking changed from non-stop to
- conversational.
-
- And I can remember that Boots was so tiny I could hold her sitting in the palm
- of one hand. She's still smaller than average, but I need both hands or an arm
- to hold her comfortably now.
- --
- Ruth Milner NRAO/VLA Socorro NM
- Computing Division Head rmilner@zia.aoc.nrao.edu
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