Pound Pooch

diary of a shelter worker.

10.14.2005

Nicky

I sent an adult cat home today. They don't go home often- kitten season seems to go on and on, and noone looks at the adults in their cages. But this family looked past the kittens, to the teenage cats, and even the adults. The first cat we looked at was a long haired black cat, that looked just like Mom's old cat, "Jackson." This cat was spunky, and playful, and seemed like a good fit for the family. Then I brought out the second cat- the adult, who ended up winning the kitty-adoption-jackpot. He was a mellow adult, and walked around rubbing himself against us, and especially the 2 year old child. Whenever the kid would sit, the cat would follow him- to the chair, on the floor, etc. This cat knew kids, and liked them. We checked out a third cat, but nothing could compare with our black and white adult.
The kid wanted to take all the cats home- the young boy kept telling me "I want to take care of him! I want to take care of him!" I had a feeling this cat was going to help take care of the young boy, as well.
The cat had been with us for three weeks- a long time for an adult during kitten season. Good luck, Nicky!

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