No Fancy Name
Friday, January 14, 2005
friday cat blogging...deuce's turn

I believe this look means something along the lines of "You've flipped me onto my back and are pointing a phone at me. I love you, but what the hell??"

This is Deuce, and she's the youngest of the lot. She's two (and a half-ish) years old. It's because of my cat Toby that I have her ... Toby had lymphoma and we went to the veterinary oncologist every month for two years. One day the vet techs said to me "there's this kitten you have to see," and I did...she was a teeny little thing, her hair was all splotchy and she looked terrible. Turns out that a vet tech had rescued her from inside a sewer, where someone had thrown her after covering her with some sort of caustic goop. The vet tech brought her in and they nursed her back to health for about six weeks. Then, surprise surprise, I brought her home.

She's a big ol' healthy cat now, although she does have these funky white trash teeth—little skewed nubbins where they should be straight across. Other than that, you'd never know she was moments from death. She pretty much rules the roost. She sleeps under my blanket, is very very talky (she answers you) and loves her big brothers.





 



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