Wednesday, February 3, 2010

I Think I'm Turning Japanese

I have never traveled to Japan, but I hope to pay a visit someday because of the national love for cats. None of that cats-as-witches'-familiars style shenanigans there! NO! I mean, their Love for the Kitteh is nowhere near Ancient Egypt's, true, but let's give credit where credit is due.

In the glorious land of Japan, cats are a symbol of good luck.

Holla!

And, in the glorious land of Japan, cats may work hard, but it does seems as if they play hard, too. Click here to watch the ad below! It's fantastic!



Meow-meow, meow-MEOW!

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Goodbye Kitty, 3

The Story of Pearl: Chapter One
The Story of Pearl: Chapter Two

The Story of Pearl: Chapter Three
The following Friday, the night before I planned to take Pearl and Rose back to the Shelter (Pearl for her lady-operation, and Rose to find a home, gulp), a mass email went out from the EBSPCA! A litter of kittens with some sort of contagious disease had been admitted. The sickness was particularly deadly to kittens! All foster animals were to stay at their foster homes for a mandatory 10 days to ensure that the virus died off.

10 days passed, and the kittens grew and grew. They were definitely over 2lbs now! They were almost kitTEENS! I was eager to get them back to the shelter, because I figured the smaller the kitten, the greater the chances of its adoption.

Yet Fate was not on the sisters’ side. (Or was she?) Yet another litter of virulent cats had come into the shelter, so a new 10-day period was instated. Pearl would be fine; she was spoken for. Now Rose was my biggest concern. She was a young kitTEEN now, but a kitTEEN nonetheless. She could not wait 10 days longer. I needed to take matters into my own hands.

And so I began my own outreach, just like in the olden days of Los Angeles Kitten Hunting. I told all my favorite baristas about Rose’s plight (baristas are incredible allies), I posted on Facebook, I even posted on Craigslist, to gauge interest.

Lo and behold, an appointment was set with someone who seemed like the perfect match. He had two cats already; one was senior and loving, and the other was young and playful. Rose would be the perfect balance!

When Rose’s Future Hero walked through my door, I felt like I was watching a movie because the scene was so perfect. Rose was sitting under the track lighting, one of the beams shining down directly on her, making her fur sparkle, her pink ears glow, and giving the overall impression of a fluffy white halo around her. The two of them got along perfectly.

Unlike the old days, I was working through a shelter, so I coordinated the adoption much like how I’d guess a social worker would. Luckily, it all worked out! Here’s a photo of Rose in her new home, with a new friend.

Was it all just a dream?

Her Hero is such a kind guy that he even sent me a gift for Christmas: 

Homer's Odyssey: A Fearless Feline Tale, or
How I Learned About Love and Life with a Blind Wonder Cat.

And so, that brings Rose’s story to a happy conclusion. She is successfully adopted and living in a loving home with friends. As for Pearl…

Tomorrow…