the cat is out of the bag... i mean, house...
when i moved in with amos, we had his dog Nippy and my cat Pickles. a perfect nuclear furfamily. that was almost 3 years ago. two weeks before our wedding, we were at the barn/historic civil war plantation where we had our ceremony and reception and we found a family of abandoned kittens. the owners let us take one home. we named him Sparkplug. (we're wierd. whatever). at the wedding, my aunt, who is president of a large animal shelter in new jersey, rescued another of the kittens, took him home to get him healthy, and then gave him back to us a few months later. we named him Gigabit. everything was happy in family land.
then, we went to petco to look at the kitties. well... we walked out with a cat. (not from the store. there was a family there trying to find a new home for their pet since they were moving. i don't believe in buying from pet stores. much better to rescue IMO). great. we named her Sammy. (amos technically named her Samantha Sandwich, but i'm not going there...)
DEVIL CAT. OMG. she has eaten SO MANY of Madelyn's bottle nipples, the rings, toys, everything. all the bottle caps have gnaw marks on them. she shreds paper, eats plastic bags, tore our new curtains, jumps on the counters, unrolls the toilet paper, steals things off amos's desk, fights with the other cats, steals the baby's socks, shredded our brand new quilt my mom made for our wedding (fixed already), eats our food. we caught her once on the stove sitting in the middle of our fry pan... eating our dinner. oh and yesterday she chewed through her THIRD macbook charger. those things are EXPENSIVE. Amos said he was sad she wasn't electrocuted. i *think* he was joking. GAH.
so yesterday we threw her outside. or "placed" outside i should say. placed gently and non-abusively. outside. FOREVER. she's still our kitty. i believe in forever homes and we made the decision to adopt her, so she's ours for life. a very very long life.... anyways. she's got her little collar, and i made a temporary outside shelter for her out of a cardboard box, plastic bag for waterproofing, and an old blanket. going to do something better in a few months when we have dollars to spare for an igloo or something. she loves being outside. i can tell she misses the inside, playing her (the baby's...) toys and everything, but i just can't do it.
last night was great. we left some mail on the dining room table. i left baby bottles on the counter. we left amos's office door open, when i woke up this morning (on my own, not from having a cat claw my eyes out asking for breakfast) everything was still in its place. it was fan-tastic. right now, i'm even using our bottle drying rack out on the counter. with things on it! drying! wow!!
the sad part, is this is "madelyn's cat." we got sammy about 2 weeks before maddy was born. they hang together during tummy time. but i guess an almost-4-month old doesn't really care if "her cat" is outside now. :-)
ahh. sweet relief.





