Shanghai lives!
posted in Rantings |It’s been a few months since Quiver was hit by a car. We buried him under a crimson, baby azalea plant. We placed him in his favorite spot in the yard; there was this one little spot that he claimed as his own, personal hunting ground.
I have been trying to adjust to not having Shang, or Quiver greet us in the mornings, when all of the pups go out for potty-time. I never imagined that a routine visit with family would result in us reclaiming Shanghai’s bloodline.
When I shared with my niece that Shang had kittens, she was so excited, as this would be her first pet. Naturally, I let her have pick of the litter and being a girl, after my own heart, she selected the very baby that I’d secretly picked for myself. I said nothing, but gave her the kitten, as either choice was a good choice.
Academics, being all too important, prevented my niece from caring for her cat adequately and she shyly asked if I would be interested in reclaiming “Shang’s last baby.” I feel terrible admitting this, but I nearly jumped out of my seat, could hardly contain my glee. What a terrible aunt! How could I be so callous? I wanted to share my niece’s pain, but I was just happy beyond belief that I would once again, have a part of Shanghai.
When I finally reclaimed my senses, I was able to console my brother’s daughter, assuring her that I would take good care of her kitten and she assured me that she knew I would.
So, we have returned home and we’re all trying to adjust to our new girl. It is as if we have been blessed with a combination of both of the cats we lost. A female bobtail, who happens to be the twin of her deceased brother. The only thing that would make us happier, is if we had never lost our kitties to begin with.
No more outdoor, yard cats for us.This cat will receive the red carpet treatment.