So I’ve always wanted a cat. When I was younger, I had a cat named Jeffy. He was a lilac point Siamese, and totally awesome. Jeffy was sadly poisoned when I was in high school, but not before he had developed feline diabetes. My mom had to give him insulin injections in his tail. When I moved out, she (my mom) got three new cats–Calvin, Hobbes, and Bug. Actually, she inherited Bug. My sister-in-law Susan had a baby kitten, and accidentally ran over it. After that, she got a new cat to replace it. She named the new one Gary. But, my brother did not want a cat in their house, so they wanted to bring it to the Humane society. My mom couldn’t handle it, so she adopted Gary and changed his name to Bug. It’s an open adoption, Susan sees him often.
Anyway, I would love to have a cat, but with $50 a month pet rent, I can’t really afford one right now. I still do browse the Humane Society webpages though, and that’s where I found Chrisie. What I love is that the picture does not agree one bit with the information written about here. Here’s Chrisie’s profile: Chrisie is fairly socail and affectionate. She was easy to handle during her behavior and medical exam. She can be a little shy but warms up quickly. Um, yeah.