Not only did we pick up a strange cat, not only are my eyes permanently welded shut, not only does this cat walk on our heads every night but. . . .
this cat is in heat.
Yes, that's right. Whoever kitty previously belonged to 1) didn't believe in collars and 2) wanted hundreds of more kitties. Or, perhaps, these things just slipped her owner's mind.
How do I know this? The cat keeps "presenting" herself to me. Whereas normal cats like to have their chins scratched, this one constantly wants her rear end and tail touched. She kind of bunches herself down onto her front paws and launches her bottom into the air, almost as if she's going into some kind of superpounce. According to my reading, this means that kitty is looking for some action. Since we are not actually interested in acquiring an entire litter, this also means that kitty is now officially an indoor creature.
I suppose I should be honored that the cat has chosen to honor me with its affections. In the meantime, we put up "Found Cat" posters all over the park with three different color photos (ah, the joys of digital photography). I'm calling the pound tomorrow to see if anybody's reported a kitty missing. We walked by the park again today and discovered that it backs up to a creek, an empty lot, and two different school playgrounds. If you were going to abandon a kitty, that'd be a great place to do it. If we don't get a phone call in the next couple of weeks, it looks like "Curious Kitty Goes to the Veterinarian." We are, for sure, a no kitten household.
Posted by Meredith at July 28, 2002 10:12 PM