Well the title says it all, I have more than one cat. In fact I have three. I am fostering one, though. But yes I have cats.
Their names, Mauricio Sebastian he is been with me since 2008. Also the inspiration for this blog entry.
Natalia Isabel, she was a stray cat that showed up in the back yard, so small. She cried a lot, but was a feisty one, it took me almost two months before I could touch her. But got to her heart through her stomach. Then she was the lady of the house.
And last but not least, Chavela. Well Chavela’s story is more complicated, I might tell you all about it some other time. Anyway, long story short, my best friend’s landlady wanted to poison her, we tried to find her a home but didn’t find one, so I took her in. She has adapted so great. Just a tiny detail, she is not so soft and lady like as Natalia is. She is a bit rough, and Mauricio doesn’t like to be roughed up.
So I notice that Mauricio was not eating well, and wasn’t moving much, I started watching him. By monday he was hardly himself. So I took him to the vet. I was so worried about him. I hardly slept monday night, I was so scared that he would die on me. I woke up every minute just to see if he was breathing, yes that bad. So I did what I have to, called bff, who took me to the clinic. He was so scared and had a fever. He was shaking so bad it broke my heart. Well, it turned out he was on his way to having an infection, but was caught on time. I have to give him and antibiotic, which is quite a task, since he is pretty much figuring out why I am following and sweet talking him. So far I’ve been able to do it without being scratched. He still not much himself but getting a tad bit better.
After yesterday’s predicament, I realized how much love this three, they are lovable. In their cat way, love me and trust me to be there for them.
Chavela always come to greet me when I am back from work (almost like a dog). Natalia licks my hand once the alarm goes off, by the way, she doesn’t give up easily. And Mauricio, he is the king of the house, he loves to have his chin rubbed, to sleep on my bed, next to my feet. When younger, he use to climb all the way up my bedroom window so I would let him in. He always let’s me know he is around, also he enjoys watching TV every now and then.
This three are as important as any member of my family, so yes I might qualify to be called a crazy lady with cat…