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Saturday, November 19, 2005

Manos: Kitten of Fate

We went to the Huge Cat Adoption Faire at a local cat rescue today. Following the standard jokes about the size of these huge cats, we went in to just, you know, see what sorts of kitties they had.

They had cages upon cages of tiny fluffy kittens, engaged in various activities of cuteness. We were thinking about a pair of kittens, so this was great. They showed us around the room, and while we walked past one wall of mostly older cats, I noticed Dennis wasn't with me. He was in front of one of the cages, with his fingers through the bars.

Inside was a cat called Star, who was head-butting Dennis' hand with great enthusiasm. I put my hand in and she smacked her head into it until the door shook. I am a sucker for the head-butt. She was a really pretty color and super-soft in that Gund bear way that Clyde was, and she was going back and forth between our hands, getting as much love as she could.

We asked to take her to a private room (I feel like the next line should be 'for a lap dance') to get to know her, and she was only shy for a minute or so before she was snuggled right up to Dennis, purring away while I petted her. And then we realized we had our kitty.



We can pick her up on Monday, and then she needs to go back a week later to get spayed, but that's just a day and she'll come home in the evening with a big satellite dish collar of silliness. Cats love that.



She's probably 9 or 10 months old, but that's just a guess by the vet at the rescue. They pick up cats from the local shelters who need medical attention or are in danger of being put down for space reasons, and also are a home for unwed cat mothers, which is probably how they get most of the kittens. They always have some slightly irregular kittens, which I guess includes our kitty because check out the paws:



The rescue people called her Star because they thought her divided paws were a bit Vulcan, but she didn't really come with a proper name. So now we need to come up with one. At first we were thinking Crow, after Crow T. Robot, because she's kind of goldish, but it doesn't quite fit. So we'll keep working on that this weekend.

So, we ended up with something different than what we were thinking of, but I really think she's the right kitty for us. Dennis asked me afterwards if I thought we should have checked out the other kittens more, but I really can't imagine what another kitty would have had to do to top Star.



I didn't really capture her tail well in any of the pictures I took; her tail is stripey and fluffy and mighty.

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