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A Mewing in the Night March 12, 2016

I want a kitten. I know I’ve said it a million times before, but damn I want a kitten. I want a kitten who will run up and greet me when I come home, snuggle with me when content edits become too much, and do funny things that will provide blog material for years to come.

Every time I get to the part where I want my cat to run up and greet me, I always get confused stares and, “I think you mean you want a dog. Dogs run up to greet you.”

But I had three cats when I was growing up. Three amazing cats we bottle-fed as kittens. They were indoor/outdoor cats, and when they heard the distinctive rattle of my mother’s car, they would come running to the driveway, weave in and of our legs as we tried to get to the door, and stare at us until we either sat down to cuddle them or fed them.

They would come when we called them, and always wanted attention. They were the best cats ever. And I know finding a cat as loving and amazing as those three were would be neigh on impossible. But that doesn’t stop me from wanting to try.

I’ve been known to ugly cry over cute kittens. Open-mouth ugly cry over Facebook videos of kittens.

But I think I hit a new low a few nights ago.

We had just gotten back to cast housing with our roommates, and we heard a noise like a lost kitten in the bushes.

Me being me, I pulled the flashlight out of my purse and started looking for the lost little baby kitty. My ears are still super plugged from being sick for two weeks, so I was having problems figuring out where the scared little noise was coming from. I thought it was by the building, but then it seemed like it was coming from the cars, then the garage.

I wandered around the dark parking lot, searching for this highly mobile lost kitten for awhile until my roommates said no, the noise was definitely coming from the bushes. So I went back over and searched the bushes until the noise moved again. To a spot high up in the trees. Cause my kitten was a bird…yep.

I was chasing a cat bird through the dark so I could love it forever.

I may need help.

Or a kitten.

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One Response to “A Mewing in the Night”

  1. avwalters Says:

    It’s almost kitten season and if you get a little one and raise it with love–it’ll be all that you want.


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