Acquired: Other (stray, given cat by friend etc.)
Florida, United States
Posted Jun 01, 2015
After high school classes one day, there was a tearful classmate outside of school, holding a small kitten. "My mom says I have to give her away" she said through her tears. My mom used to call me Ellie Mae Clampett because I was the one that brought every injured, stray or hungry animal home with me. Baby birds that fell out of the nest, lost puppies and mongrel, feral cats. This one was different. I wanted to keep this one.
My mother came home from work that day and was furious. NOT another one. "That cat better be gone tomorrow!" This phrase was repeated every day for about 2 months. During that time, I named her Bianca and I bought food, dishes and a litter box for her out of my allowance.
We had a dog. Bianca reveled in tormenting him. She would push him to the brink and then scamper under the sofa where he couldn't get to her. She would jump up and wrap her paws around his neck and hang down and swing as he walked, she stole his food and she diverted attention to herself. Eventually, Bianca grew up and she and the dog became fast friends and spent all of their time together.
Bianca lived a pretty good life and traveled with me across country and through several moves from college in Southern California to my professional life in South Florida. The great thing about cats is, they don't demand attention too often and they can be left all day and be perfectly content. A good companion for a moderately busy person.