This past Thursday, I put Spooky to sleep. Tempted though I was to postpone her date with the vet, I knew she was struggling to breathe. For some odd reason, this time I wasn't reduced to a grieving lunatic (my usual reaction to euthanizing a pet). I typically wait a number of weeks before I seek another feline companion.
This time the house was too silent. I needed to share my space as soon as possible.
On Monday, I had to drive to Selma. I brought my cat carrier with me to the Johnston County Animal Shelter in Smithfield. They only had three cats available; two of them were female. I wanted to meet 'Viola'. I was told she was a stray. She sure didn't act like she was feral. Our bond was immediate.
Instead of a sedate elderly kitty like Spooky was, this girl has non-stop energy. Yikes - she's got claws. My hands have the scratches to prove it. I decided to name her with anything that doesn't start with an 'S'.
My previous three cats' names were:
- Scoot (a female cat named by my ex-fiancee)
- Sweetie (a male cat named by me)
- Spooky (a 5-year old female who knew her name)
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