His name is Boggart (it's a mischief making household faerie indigenous to Scotland) and he's six weeks old. Since moving to Shreveport, Louisiana almost a month ago, things have been rough to say the least. It's to effing hot, there's nothing to do except gamble at the casinos (where I couldn't go even if I wanted to, because you're allowed to smoke in them), the job market SUCKS, and I swear these people aren't even trying to speak English. But kittens make everything better. Cats are the classic replacement for human contact used by the socially awkward as the only source of companionship. That's because it works dammit. Who doesn’t
want a three inch tall housemate who you can watch fight a battle to the death with a pink feather for two hours and will then curl up on your shoulder to nap while vibrating with contentment?
Hell, even Spock is susceptible to the soothing purr of tribbles (which we all know are just boring cats).
Moral of the story: If you’re unhappy, go down to the local shelter and let a cat save you.
“I Rescued A Human Today”
by Janine Allen
Her eyes met mine as she walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into the kennels. I felt her need instantly and knew I had to help her.
I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly, so she wouldn’t be afraid. As she stopped at my kennel I blocked her view from a little accident I had in the back of my cage. I didn’t want her to know that I hadn’t been walked today. Sometimes the overworked shelter keepers get too busy and I didn’t want her to think poorly of them.
As she read my kennel card I hoped that she wouldn’t feel sad about my past. I only have the future to look forward to and want to make a difference in someone’s life.
She got down on her knees and made little kissy sounds at me. I shoved my shoulder and side of my head up against the bars to comfort her. Gentle fingertips caressed my neck; she was desperate for companionship. A tear fell down her cheek and I raised my paw to assure her that all would be well.
Soon my kennel door opened and her smile was so bright that I instantly jumped into her arms. I would promise to keep her safe. I would promise to always be by her side. I would promise to do everything I could to see that radiant smile and sparkle in her eyes.
I was so fortunate that she came down my corridor. So many more are out there who haven’t walked the corridors. So many more to be saved. At least I could save one. I rescued a human today.
P.S. Kittens this young can’t retract their claws, so as a result of my allergies and time playing with Boggart, I look like I’ve been trying to cut myself with safety scissors.