I really miss having that little firecracker Tortie kitten in the house. She was such a piece of joy around here! As promised, here's the video of her when she first arrived at my house: (Please ignore the blue towel on the rack in the background. I think I'm the only one in the house who knows how to properly hang up a towel. Men!)
Because my cat rescue phone line is linked with the shelter's Petfinder website, I occasionally get phone calls from the public who should be directing them to the city shelter. Today, I answered the phone and a very professional sounding man was on the other end. He had lost his cat and there was a cat on the shelter Petfinder site that looked like him. We chatted a few minutes and he sounded educated and sincere - until - he told me his cat wasn't neutered because he "wouldn't want his balls chopped off, so why do this to his cat."
It's hard to believe people still exist like this. He sounded like such a neanderthal! I decided to politely tell him how many kittens die in that shelter every year. He said that he and his neighbour wanted to "breed" their two cats because they were both "good lookin' black and white cats who could have some good lookin' kittens." I gave him the usual lecture, but I doubt that it did any good. It hurt me to think of how many black and white kittens died in the shelter over the summer because nobody wanted them. Maybe some were the offspring of his own cat.
Honestly? I'm STILL angry and I spoke with this idiot 6 hours ago. How could somebody who otherwise sounded so educated, be so ignorant?
As usual, I'm preachin' to the choir, but it feels good to write it out. Hard to believe I managed to write this blog post without any profanity.