You Can’t Replace a Pet
No, you just can’t replace a pet. It’s impossible. But today we tried. We went to the animal shelter across town because we thought they had our missing cat. Here’s our cat, Lou, who’s been missing about a month and a half.
He’s my son’s cat, about nine years old. Last night a friend sent me a photo of an ADORABLE Australian shepherd (in miniature), and while clicking around, looking at the dogs and cats, I ran across this cat:
Pretty. Looks exactly like Lou. Same markings and everything. Only it’s not Lou. I took my boy to make sure. Taking the boy maybe wasn’t the best idea, because now we have a new cat.
You can’t replace a pet. Especially not a cat.
But We Tried …
The new cat’s name is Loofy. It was a compromise with the girl child, who hates the thought of even trying to replace Lou, and wanted Mufasa. So Loofy is upstairs right now, hanging out under someone’s bed. We haven’t yet introduced him to the dogs.
Speaking of dogs, we almost brought home a dog. I told y’all dog blogging was dangerous business. The photo my friend sent last night – we had to look at the mini Aussie at least. Then we had to play with her. Then we had to fill out paperwork. All the while texting my friend who sent me the photo.
She REALLY wanted to come home with us. Really.
We REALLY wanted to bring her home. Really. Really really. Oh my dog.
But we left Lexi at the shelter. Because the friend I was texting? Wanted her just as much. And her husband won’t have a cow if she brings home another dog.
My Hunny actually wanted the Aussie, but bringing home a cat and a dog on the same day? With two other established dogs? And chickens to chase? Very, very bad. So we brought Loofy home.
I think he’ll be fine. And maybe soon I’ll bring home a dog. But right now it would be the wrong thing to do.
Rescuing a Pet is Close
So even though you can’t replace a pet, you can rescue an animal from certain death. This cat isn’t a kitten, making it a little more difficult to place. I’ll admit, there was a tiny bundle of kitten fur that made cute kitten eyes at us. We all wanted it. But after yesterday’s post, it just wouldn’t be right not to bring home this cat.
Here’s the tough part – I really wanted to take home every animal I saw. There was a gorgeous yellow lab, a baying beagle, a boxer mix, a little Benji looking mutt. Several pretty cats, including a delicate calico. And I could only bring home Loofy. Sucks.
I think I’m going to dig out the Jones Natural Chews and sit on the floor with Flash and Patches for a bit. If you’ll excuse me …
Spreading the good chews …
Flea
P.S. – My friend adopted the little Aussie less than an hour later.
P.P.S. Today’s post is gently recycled. Today is the worst day of chemo, but don’t worry – I’m probably asleep and unaware of the yuck. Oh, and the above cat wound up going by the moniker Bosco. He was much loved. In fact, our current indoor critter count is four rescued dogs and two rescued cats. Our carpets are never clean, people. Never.
