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| Almost four years ago this showed up on our back porch.... Four years later I'm here with an update... Which I'm sure your all dying to hear... Those who follow me on Facebook already got their good laugh.. Now for those of you Who need a good laugh... |
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| For years she would tease us with her presence..... Not coming too close...but wanting attention... When cold weather hit we became humanitarians and bought a canvas "dog" house so she wouldn't be cold... At Thanksgiving I would buy "canned turkey" cat food... as a treat... Time went by and little by little she became fond of the Boss.... He loves cats so they got along marvelously..... One day he decided to see if she would come inside... She wanted no part of that.... When she realized we closed the front door behind her she starting crying out loud like a baby in pain.... She freaked out....We let her out.... More time passed and she decided to give it another go.... "Maybe these two big fat "Cats" weren't trying to eat me" She thought... |
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| So she settled in.... still a bit unsure of me... But loved the Boss.... So much that she would follow him to the bathroom and wait outside.... she adored him... I thought for sure it was his mother re-incarnated..... (btw....isn't this a fabulous picture) |
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| She discovered the Fluffy Rug in our Bathroom....and posed like she was at a Sears Portrait Studio.... She was getting used to having her picture taken... |
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| She then made the OverPriced Pottery Barn Faux Fur throw her own.... Sleeping on it at night folded up on my recliner in the upstairs t.v. room. Waking us up about 5:00a.m. to go back out in to the Wild.... Oh...I guess I failed to mention to the few who might not know She is a Feral Cat.... She was born and grew up in the Wild.... Not on a Pottery Barn Throw... You can see her clipped Left Ear in a few pictures... People say that Feral Cats are very hard to turn into a house cat.... Not this cutie..... She began to adapt to house life.. And then.... |
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| She began to take control of household items.... Like the remote Control..... She found her favorite show to be... "The Real Feral House-Cats of Atlanta" she seemed to love watching all the Cat Fights.... |
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| During the day she preferred the more colorful furniture in the Family Room... Sometimes sleeping for hours.... |
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| Or just lounging around and chilling like a human on the couch... I put my foot down when she asked for Pizza and a Beer... |
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| Then one day she came home and appeared not to be feeling well... Convincing the Boss that if we tried hard we could bag her up and get her to out vet...Her eye was looking bad and unlike the Snake Bite from last year that nature healed.... Her eye was not looking good... So with a soft sided carrier from Walmart and two determined people who didn't want to be clawed to death.... After about 1/2 hour she gave in and walked right in to the carrier.... Not making a peep all the way to Woodstock...a good half hour ride.... We made it in one piece to our favorite Vet... |
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| She was the perfect animal....He was even shocked.... After a little running around the tiny exam room she let the Boss pick her and put her on the table.... She sat still for shots....she had her temperature taken without a meow.... And even let him put medicine in her bad eye... This was too good to be true.... What a good "Miss Kitty"..... Or Maybe Not..... |
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| Upon further inspection of her under carriage..... Doc gave us the news..... Miss was indeed a Mr.... Having a quick wit he promptly said her new name should be "Cat-Lyn"..... |
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| "How stupid can you two people be not knowing I was Manly....How many females do you see hanging out on the couch in this position...Please"...... |
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| But in the end.....we didn't want to further confuse the situation.... so we have decided to continue calling her Miss Kitty....and saying "What a good girl"... But that's not the end of our Cat Tale.... You see she/he has a good friend.... Now I have grown to love Miss Kitty.... But on the other hand.... |
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| Here is the one that gives Cats a Bad Name.... Having no idea if she's someones cat she shows up here every single day...she knows how to open our doors.... she/he (don't want to make that mistake again) Harasses me daily.... |
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| "What do you mean Lady...you don't like cats.... I refuse to leave until you make me a House Cat too".... She won't shut up constantly meowing to get your attention....  she isn't going away... She sleeps on our patio furniture... when I'm in the pool she sits and watches me from under my Chaise.... when I get up she runs to the back door... She runs around all day....meowing...to beat the band... Like a nosey old lady who doesn't want to miss Anything.... So as you can see I broke down and we now feed her too... Or maybe she's a He....who knows... But I do know I can't let an animal go hungry... Or go without water... She does not come inside.... Hense the "Out" part of "Inside Out Cat"... I caught her today dipping her paw into a bowl of ice water the the Boss put out for her... she would dip one paw in and then drink the water off her paw... I was hooked.... I'm a sucker for animals that do Cute Stuff..... |
