This woman called last night asking if I had any kittens up for adoption. I told her I did and she made arrangements to come by this morning and take a look at them, fill out the application and see where it goes.
When she came inside, I wasn’t that impressed. She looked like she had just rolled out of bed so that was the first alarm bell that went off.
The five kittens were on the cat post (about 6 feet tall) they were on the top post. She squealed with delight- ran over and scooped up Magoo. Before I could even stop her, she dropped him straight on the floor-picked up another kitten- Reese dropped her right on top of Magoo and then did this weird dance around them while squealing “Kitty fight-Kitty fight!” Needless to say, she didn’t stay longer than the two seconds it took me to gather my wits about me and run her out of the house!
I’m sitting here thinking WTH? And she wants me to adopt a kitten to her? I think she was puzzled- she had no idea why I turned into the hostess from hell. Magoo is okay, he is tough, but Reese is a bit more fragile and she is hiding right now under the couch. Probably wondering when the crazy woman is going to come back to finish the “fight.”
Good Lord, even if the woman was kidding about a ‘kitty-fight’, she seems to be more than a little touched. Who does that sort of thing? And if they’re the type of person to do it, who does it so openly? I’m afraid to think that she may have had children at one time…
You don’t adopt children out to just anyone – no matter how many feet they have –
Marian in Houston
Freeky! Did she really expect the kittehs to fight?
If you have a home number or address for her, it might be worth mentioning her to whatever local psychiatric facilitys you have in the area.