We’re dog and cat people. We’ve adopted this little stray of a kitten(The Raisuli) who’s now an inside and outside cat. She came with us from our old house to our new, 1920s tri-level work in progress.
For the longest time we weren’t even sure of The Raisuli’s sex. I think it’s intrusive to turn animals over and examine them. It just seems impolite. Bottom line, eventuallly, she’s a she and we had procedures done when she was old enough. The day before the vet said we could let her back outside, she Steve Mcqueened and tunneled out through a storm window and was gone…
Vanished for weeks. I eventually got a call from folks who’d taken her in way to hell and back on the other side of town. I went to get her and she was bedraggled. She’d lost a tooth, was dehydrated and looked as if she’s been in a real life cat smackdown “Raging Bull”. She’s back, she’s growing and her health is restored…. she comes and goes like the princess she is becoming, much to the chagrin of our 3 inside cats.
And now as I look back on my first few posts and see how fucking pedestrian I’ve become…..I smile and shrug. I have issues, God I have issues but I also have the brave Raisuli and the end of a good warm weekend. This will do just fine. Peace to us all.
