Another kitty found Mom and she let him come in the house.
On Tuesday night the barkers did what they do best, barked. At 9:30 at night, I WAS SLEEPING!! Mom went in to see what they were barking at and to tell them to shut the F up! She told them there was nothing outside. And then she saw it. The kitty. He was looking at Mom. She told him to stop looking. Mom sat on the couch and said "I am not looking, not looking, not looking". Then she got up and fixed a bowl of kibble and took it out to him. The little stinker purred really loud for Mom and let her touch him. Mom came back in the house and went to bed....thinking of the little guy.
The next morning Mom looked out the front door, no kitty. GOOD! So she got the dogs ready for their walk and opened the door. The kitty was there and dashed off. So, dogs got locked up with me (of all things) and mom went out the door and called 'kitty kitty kitty', he came running. So Mom picked him up and put him in the intake room, the guest bathroom. I lived there for 2 months when I came here, it is a good, safe place. Mom must have known what she was going to do....cause the room was all ready for the kitty.
So, she went to work, asked Boss if she could leave early to take a cat to the vet. He said fine. Of course she couldn't get him to the vet. So she made an appointment for Friday afternoon. We had 2 days were we couldn't touch him or smell him and Mom couldn't cuddle him. This is cause he might have had a disease: feline leukemia or FIV.
So, Friday afternoon Mom left work early (which was fine with Boss but someone else had a fit. Oh well, not Mom's problem. Mom took him to the vet. Mom was on pins and needles. She was when she took me in when she found me. Must be something about the vet that scares her.
They did the blood test. HE PASSED!!!! Mom picked him up and cuddled him and said 'your name is Cinco'. The vet, which was the replacement vet, as the normal mean doctor lady went on vacation, said he is gorgeous (hahahahaha), over 6 months old since he has his adult teeth and he needs his balls removed. Well, duh.
So, there are now 4 freaking heathen kitties here and two heathen doggies. sigh
Mom says he is a very sweet kitty. And he is getting along really well with everyone. I'm not HORRIBLY upset. He is orange. I love orange.
Louie is pretty cool with the new guy
Dyson is really excited by the new kitty.
Hoover is worried....Mom thinks he is worried that she will get rid of him now that there is a new one in the house. He had a rough life before...that must have happened. No way in heck would Mom let anyone go.
Robin has voiced his opinion. MEEEEEOWWWWWWWWW He isn't thrilled but not aggressive. Mom thinks maybe he is also worried about his place in the house.
Hermie hissed a few times at the new guy but nothing major occurred.
So, I am outnumbered. But the new one is orange. I do have a soft spot for orange kitties
Wish me luck with the new one. Mom thinks he will actually sleep with us once he is neutered. I might allow it. He is orange.