||[Aug. 9th, 2014|07:38 pm]
Here is my belated (by one day) entry for International Cat Day. On 28th December, 2002, Don and I found this very sick and malnourished, four month old kitten, crying in the cold. We gave her the obvious name "Tortoise," after her coat colors and the Japanese rock and roll god, Tortoise Matsumoto. (Who was born on 28th December, look at that!) She was the size of an eight week old kitten, but was likely born in August. So her birthday could be today, or even yesterday ~ Cat Day.
She's unusually intelligent and affectionate, and still very small. When she meets new people, she'll stand up to help them pick her up, and usually give them a little kiss on the mouth (for catless readers, this is oddball behavior for a cat). She likes to ride in cars and explore outside, and will willingly climb into her harness. Once I took her with me to pick up a table I had ordered, and she stood patiently on the counter at customer service while we waiting, watching passersby as they double-took at her presence. Last time I picked her up from having her teeth cleaned, the vet said, "How did you get her to be so sweet?" I didn't do it, she's just a sweetie.
I'm using her as an armrest as I type this. She's curled up and squeezing her face with her paw. She's so cute, I can't stand it.
Tortoise in sad shape, upon being brought into the gas-heated indoors.
Tortoise yesterday! She's groggy and contented after Cyrus gave her a tongue bath that went on for at least fifteen minutes. Happy Cat Day!