If you haven't seen it on my Facebook page already, click HERE to see a video of one of my gorgeous cats, Patsy doing a few tricks. It's only 38 seconds long...I know a long attention span is not something we have on the internet. My other cat, Saffy can do some too; she just wasn't particularly interested in treats at this moment in time. This is understandable though, she's got a problem with digesting and absorbing the right stuff out of food so she's on a certain kind of sensitive food meaning that she can't have anything else, she'll just chuck it up. When she has "treats", it's just her own dry food, so it's not all that interesting!
Patsy's just got herself comfy on my lap. After a huge amount of attention seeking first though, she gets so overwhelmed when she is getting any sort of fuss that she starts trying to chew my hand. She wasn't much of a lap cat until fairly recently, she'd only sit next to me or on my lap when I had a duvet over me, I think it comes from being a rescue cat. They were 12 weeks old when I went to collect them from Cats Protection (I will never ever ever buy any animal, always rescue. So should you). They were in a pen in the fosterer's garden, having been born there. Their mum was there too but in a different pen as I was told it was getting a bit much for her having 3 kittens in a small space. I think being in that pen on their own made them a little more independent, not being used to constant human contact.
When I was looking around for cats, I wasn't looking for kittens. I was working full time and was in a house with a main road right outside the door and no garden so I was asking for "one adult indoor cat please". Cats Protection suggested I got 2 kittens. How clever of them. They said as they didn't have any indoor cats available for me, I could get 2 kittens so they'd keep each other amused while I'm at work and not be climbing up the curtains and make them indoor cats as they'd have not been outside anyway and wouldn't know the difference. So that's what I did.
I actually didn't take Saffy home at first. There were 3 black kittens, of which I took home (and named spectacularly...) Edina/Eddy and Patsy. I had them all of 10 glorious days until I came home after work one night about 10pm and Eddy was hiding behind my washing machine crying, she could barely move and was clearly in a lot of pain. After several panicked phone calls trying to find where to take her, I called a taxi to take us to the vets I'd not been to and didn't know where it was. Neither did the taxi driver. It was awful, what should have taken about 10 minutes took about 30, Eddy crying the whole way. I was so angry with him. By the time I'd got there and opened her carrier, her heart had stopped. The vet rushed her out of the room immediately and a few minutes later (although it felt like hours) she called me through to where Eddy was on a table with tubes down her throat. She was awake but not in a good way. She had a twisted gut which was just a ticking time bomb, she'd never have got through life with it. Her brain had been starved of oxygen that this was preventing getting through her system. There was an operation option but she was so tiny it would have been so awful for her to be put through, especially if it didn't work. I had to say goodbye. Only 10 days I'd had her, but I loved her so much and still think of her. I know that there are so many people that would never understand this but there are those who do; they're my kind of people.
This is where Saffy came in. She was still there at the fosterer's house, even though they had said she'd be rehomed quickly now she's on her own. People don't want black cats for some pathetic reason. I can honestly say they have the best personalities. Saffy's two fangs stick out, which I've read is a common thing in black cats and Patsy seems to have developed a sense of humour; she loves to be chased, waiting to be nearly caught before she bounds off again, finally splaying herself across the floor so I can get her and tickle her tummy whilst she beats up and chews whatever toy is nearest. I have to have a doorstop either side of my bedroom door because Patsy likes to push it closed then make a load of noise trying to get out or push it open against the wall many times.
So if you find yourself looking to get a cat or several...please please please consider black cats. People judge them because they think they want a "prettier colour", as the lady at Cats Protection told me. Cats would never judge people like this.
I have a general love for animals, not just cats. I don't care if they're furry or not. Annoyingly, I don't get along with spiders so much, but I appreciate them. From afar. Wasps bother me because they hurt and they don't leave you alone. I like snakes though, which most people don't, I think they're awesome.
If you want to see more of this kind of thing, let me know - or anything else for that matter, just tell me on here or on my Facebook page HERE. Also, I'd love to know your stories and see some pics of your own pets, so get posting! Here's mine...
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| Saffy loves anything cuddly. You can see her teeth sticking out too... |
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| Patsy sits in here and pokes her sister as she walks past. |
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| This is what I wake up to. Such a lack of bed space. |
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| Patsy (left) and Saffy (right) looking at the birds in the garden. Well, they were. Obviously they're looking at me here. |
