February 26th, 2010

by himself

Pet subjects

collinsmom and I went to the Animal Shelter today. A parishioner has been trying to get somebody to adopt a cat apparently dumped in her neighborhood. Somebody took it to the Shelter. The cat's in a five-day waiting period right now, to see if he will be claimed by the owner. He's a six-year-old neutered male.

We went down there 75% convinced we should adopt this cat. After seeing him and talking with the Shelter people, we left 75% convinced that we shouldn't. The biggest reason is that this is a mature animal who's used to roaming the streets. With our pet door, we couldn't keep him from going outside, and we live right on the highway through town. Not a good place for a cat that wants to roam.

Of course, there were other cats there that tugged at our heartstrings, too. I'm a sucker for the beasties, anyway, but there's always one or two who will punch all your buttons. I left there depressed, as I always do when I have to go to such a place. On the way home, I kept thinking about Cuthbert; I miss him terribly.

But the facts are these. We already have a high-maintenance, older dog. We'd like a cat to keep her company, but a young cat or kitten would be easier to care for than to have two high-maintenance/older pets. For that matter, a pair of kittens might be good company for each other, as well as for Sassafras. It's not the money involved, but rather the hassle.

*sigh*