Still miserable sick, as well as in a panic over what the future may hold for our lives and Saturday our DD brought home a new family member.
I HATE IT!
I've yet to see it full on but I've seen glimpses of it. Is it a lovely little snake? Nope. A cute little mouse? An adorable rat? A spider? An iguana? A ferrett, (I WISH)? Nope.
A cat. A useless ball of fur. I am NOT a cat person. I HATE cats. Aside from their annoying happy of climbing onto my chest, headbutting my chin, demanding attention and then biting me, they make my nose itch, my eyes swell and water, my chest tighten--hello ALLERGIES!
So when my DD came home with this thing, I was not happy. When I learned that her daddy had said she could keep it I was even more unhappy.
Now, whenever I set foot into DD's room I hear growling and hissing like a mountain lion is going to come a rip my face off. At least I know it hates me as mucha s I do it...
The thing that gets me the most--this breed of cat is supposedly extremely docile, friendly and loves people. Apparently I am NOT a people. I know it needs time to get used to the house. It's undergone a HUGE change and it's frightened. The people who owned her and loved her since she was just born are suddenly gone and she's in a new environment, it's going to take time to warm up. She's got three weeks. No more, no less. In three weeks she's either sweetened up enough to let DD cuddle her or she gets shipped off to another home/the shelter.
While I have yet to see this animal full on, I've seen glimpses and I've searched for images on the Internet that show me what she looks like. I've found some similar animals thanks to DD's help.
The creature is a Ragdoll Cat. Basically it looks like a Siamese that got into hair growth tonic. Brown points and big blue eyes.
Here are some pictures that resemble our newest inavader:
This one is the closest to Snuggles:
Sure, for a useless, nasty creature it's kind of pretty...as long as it stays AWAY from me. I guess from now on DD will have to do her own laundry and such as I can't even step into the room without being greeted with a growling hiss. Maybe for the first time I've come across a cat that despises me as much as I do it!
Most times it's like cats know I can't stand them. I sit down and before you can blink they are climbing on my chest, rubbing against my chin, purring on my lap. My son's cat is notorious for climbing up and getting right into my face. They told me if I pet him he would go away...they LIED! It only purrs harder and arches into my hand.
My best friend's cat loves it when I crash over. I awake in the night to him kneeding my breasts and trying to make himself comfortable on my chest. He keeps it up until waking me up, I pet him then shove him away and he nips my hand.
At least this one seems to avoid me like the plague--thank goodness!
IF it ever comes out of hiding I'll share some pictures of it. Of course, if it doesnt...
I know it was raised with dogs so my little Cairn isn't terrorizing her. Of course just to be nice I've kept him out of the bedroom so she doesn't have any additional stressors. We keep her room closed off by either door or a gate so there is relative quiet and much less chaos while she settles in. Nasty creature.
Now...If I was only certain where I would be next week....(lol)
Have a great day!