Saturday, June 26, 2010

The Adventures of Knitty the Cat

As some of you know, for the past five years I have had a cat. I am not a cat person. Knitty came into my life when I was single because someone I barely knew asked me to take the cat due to the fact she was moving. I am still unsure why I agreed. From the start Knitty was skittish, frightened and otherwise an unexceptional animal. Within a week of having her in my apartment she had escaped and hid in the cellar of the old Covey Apartments where I was living. For reasons unknown, I was able to find her and take her with me to the house on L Street.

After I married Bryce, he convinced me to let her roam the neighborhood. I had been reluctant to let her out before that because of the cellar incident. But Knitty found her place in the world, killing birds and mice in our backyard and coming home for food. She hid from guests, tolerated my niece and nephews and ran from Kimball who laughed and giggled when he saw her.

During the move she escaped from the house and all the chaos. (I would have liked to escape too.) We were unable to get her before all of our stuff was out. We left out food, went back a few times, but with the move to Mt. Pleasant and all the back and forth it looked like Knitty had made herself a neighborhood cat. That was until the new homeowners decided they didn't want such an animal as Knitty associating with their cats.

The new homeowners have been determined to rid themselves of Knitty all in the name of returning our cat. The climax in the search for Knitty came when they got a trap from their vet and called to ask us to come get the cat when the caught her. They wanted us to be on high alert and ready to come at their beck and call. We were in Mt. Pleasant at the time. I would have told them to take her to a shelter, which would have been the height of cruelty in their eyes. But Bryce tried to work things out (He's such a good guy). First they were going to board her but we have no vaccine info. (No, I haven't taken her to a vet in 5 years, so what?) Bryce suggested they leave her in the cage until we could get there. Unacceptable. Apparently that is inhumane (notice she is not human) because she will be scared and scratch and ruin her claws.

To make this long story short, we picked Knitty up Thursday night from the house on L Street where she had been doing time in the laundry room. My sister-in-law Jill has been kind enough to keep her until we can get her to Mt. Pleasant. I was ready to take her to a shelter because I was sick of the whole thing, but if you had seen Kimball's reaction to the return of the cat, you would have kept her too. So now, I just have convince my mother that having a cat in Mt. Pleasant is a good idea. Here's to hoping she doesn't get killed by a raccoon.

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Sorry No Pictures

Is it possible that I have been living in an alternate universe for the past two months? Or is it simply that I am six months pregnant, sold my house, moved all my worldly possessions into storage and am taking my family to Mt. Pleasant for the summer? Did I mention I am six months pregnant? . . . and as my mother has always said, "Each pregnancy knocks 10 points off your IQ." I am pretty sure that if you move and are pregnant you can count on losing more than 10 points. I am re-entering the present universe slowly which means, I will start remembering birthdays, retuning phone calls and emails, and if I'm lucky I will find my keys and my cat.


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