So, my neighbour’s cat decided to start a family and “Mama Cat” and kittens are doing great but I’m not. Despite having stated unequivocally that I don’t want anything to do with cats, my neighbour is desperately trying to get me to keep at least one of the kittens.
It’s not that I hate cats or pets in general. I just don’t have the time and resources to commit to animals.
While I’ve never had any serious issues with her cat until recently, we’ve always had a mutual understanding that as long as it stayed away from my house, I would not complain about the occasional accidents in my outdoor decorative flower pot.
How then did she think I’d had a sudden change of heart and now want my own cat? The kittens are cute but I have to be honest. Like I said, I neither have the time nor desire to deal with litter, cat hair and all the responsibilities that come with “raising” a cat.
I know that sounds mean but I strongly believe that it’s better not to take on something I know I don’t want to deal with. Plus, I know some people live for cat sounds but all that “meowing” really bothers me. After a long day in a noisy office, I want some peace and quiet, at least inside my house.
There’s also the fact that I’m genuinely scared of holding anything that wriggles, twists or squirms so any cat that would be unfortunate enough to end up in my care would risk a lifetime of never being held, picked up or being allowed to sit on my lap.
I did however promise to ask around in case my other friends are interested. So far, no takers. I wonder if any of you are superstitious but growing up, I remember hearing some unflattering things about cats, black ones in particular.
In fact we had several of them in the primary school I attended and every time power went out at night, older students warned us not to dare venture out of our dorms lest something terrible happened and sure enough, someone always had something to say the next morning.
There’re also accounts of cats being bearers of bad news and omens. Apparently, if one crosses your path, misfortune could befall you or your loved ones and so to this day, I’m a little apprehensive in the company of cats.
I hope the kittens I’m closing my door to don’t grow up and set out to get me back! I just remembered another crazy cat story from years ago. A friend told us about a cat they tried to get rid of.
They feared it was about to die and so decided to drive several miles from their residence and set the ageing cat free in a bushy yard. Several months later, the cat found its way back home and they were dumbfounded! Cats do have nine lives indeed!.