A friend and I went to the local shelter to cop a little cat love. I’ve been going through withdrawal since the passing of my Bowtie, and though I swore I’d never have another pet, I merely proved what a heathen I am. I’ll never get through this life without another cat. It’s unnatural somehow for a house to be without one. It’s difficult for me not to have one to love.
Besides the fact that they kill mice and eat bugs, their main job is to explain the unexplainable noises of a house at night. Now that Bowtie is gone, every little creak and groan wakes me with wonder. Sometimes I even think I hear her crunching on her dry cat food, and that’s a sound I can no longer explain.
So anyhow, we travel down this nasty road remarking why all shelters must reside on nasty roads, and are surprised to find a humongous new building that looked more like a Hampton Inn than a county animal shelter. And it got better. The inside of this place was incredible, with philosophical posters, colorful walls, waiting areas, play areas, high tech computers, and everything was immaculate. The cages were even cleaner than the floors, and volunteers were everywhere feeding and playing with the pets, removing immediately anything that might cause an odor, and attending to our questions like concierges.
I didn’t find the two kittens that would have caused me to cave. I’ve been reading that two cats are better than one and kittens are more easily trained than cats. I always liked being Bowtie’s best friend, but in retrospect I think she would have preferred someone furrier. But the sticker shock is still with me, and I quickly realized why this place was so upscale. Two kittens, fixed and with shots, would have set me back $250. Ouch. And while I understand the value of knowing their cats are healthy, vaccinated, and now not part of the problem of cat overpopulation, I also believe that the price would, and more than likely does, inhibit some perfectly worthy cat owners from adopting. And that’s a shame. There were a lot of cats in there looking for a home, one of which had been there for 15 months. She’s a calico and beautiful. I’ve been dreaming about her.