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By education and experience - Accountant with a specialty in taxation. Formerly a CPA (license has lapsed). Masters degree in law of taxation from University of Denver. Now retired. Part time work during baseball season as receptionist & switchboard operator for the Colorado Rockies. This gig feeds my soul in ways I have trouble articulating. One daughter, and four grandchildren. I share the house with two cats; a big goof of a cat called Grinch (named as a joke for his easy going "whatever" disposition); and Lady, a shelter adoptee with a regal bearing and sweet little soprano voice. I would be very bereft if it ever becomes necessary to keep house without a cat.
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The miracle of a little TLC
Both our cats are from shelters - Grinch from Siamese Rescue in early 2000, and Lady earlier this year from a local no-kill shelter which takes in every kind of pet you can think of except exotic snakes.
In each case, we went to pick them up, placed them in the cat carrier, and made the drive home. Grinch was remarkably silent, and I was afraid he had died from stress. I was accustomed to mournful wailing from cats enduring trips by automobile. But he was sitting in the carrier, looking around with interest and a casual air when we lifted the deck in the back of the car. Lady meowed a few times on her trip home, with no particular unease, at least communicated vocally. About 9 months after coming home with us, Grinch made the two block trip to our local vet for an annual checkup, shots, tags, etc. He peed himself in the crate.
His tough "shelter cat, no one can hurt me" shell had evaporated. He had a home now, and was frightened and vulnerable when he had to leave it.
We have had similar experiences with Lady of late. They both went off to the vet this morning for some routine care, nails trimmed, shots, etc. Lady stiffened in my arms when she saw the crate and braced all four paws against the opening. Grinch led the duet of leave taking as we drove the two blocks.
Now that she is safely back where she belongs, Lady has tipped over several piles of magazines and folded clothing, rolled for a tummy rub with a delightful "come hither" air, and has forgiven us, it seems.
We met each cat before we applied to adopt. Neither portrayed anything like the personalities we see now.
TLC and permanence bring out the best in every living creature.
In each case, we went to pick them up, placed them in the cat carrier, and made the drive home. Grinch was remarkably silent, and I was afraid he had died from stress. I was accustomed to mournful wailing from cats enduring trips by automobile. But he was sitting in the carrier, looking around with interest and a casual air when we lifted the deck in the back of the car. Lady meowed a few times on her trip home, with no particular unease, at least communicated vocally. About 9 months after coming home with us, Grinch made the two block trip to our local vet for an annual checkup, shots, tags, etc. He peed himself in the crate.
His tough "shelter cat, no one can hurt me" shell had evaporated. He had a home now, and was frightened and vulnerable when he had to leave it.
We have had similar experiences with Lady of late. They both went off to the vet this morning for some routine care, nails trimmed, shots, etc. Lady stiffened in my arms when she saw the crate and braced all four paws against the opening. Grinch led the duet of leave taking as we drove the two blocks.
Now that she is safely back where she belongs, Lady has tipped over several piles of magazines and folded clothing, rolled for a tummy rub with a delightful "come hither" air, and has forgiven us, it seems.
We met each cat before we applied to adopt. Neither portrayed anything like the personalities we see now.
TLC and permanence bring out the best in every living creature.
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