Before Penny, I never owned a cat in my life. I always considered myself to be a “dog” person. I’ve always had dogs as pets and I wouldn’t have had it any other way, until that fateful day last year when my husband brought home a pathetic looking little kitten.
I was dressing for work at the time when my husband walked in holding her under his arm. I took one look at the animal, shook my head and told him the he would be responsible for its feeding and care. I wanted nothing to do with it.
The kitten stayed with us for about 3 weeks while we tried to find her owner. And, yes my husband took the responsibility of caring and feeding her. He got the required kitty litter and food.
We took photographs of her and posted notices all over our neighborhood. We even advertised in the “Lost and Found” section of a local news website. No takers or owners showed up. Maybe they did not want her.
Well, I was convinced that we did not want her either. I already had a dog and I was quite content with that. We finally decided to find a home for her and asked a few friends we knew. No one wanted her either.
Our next alternative was to take her to the animal shelter in the hopes that someone else would adopt her into a loving home. My husband though was still concerned for her well being and asked that if no one claimed her to let him know.
Two days later as I was just waking up in the morning, contemplating another day at work and briefly wondering how the kitten was doing, she suddenly jumped up on the bed. I was stunned. I knew we had taken her to the animal shelter and now here she was right before my very eyes. I had to touch her, just to make sure I had not seen a ghost.
I called out to my husband who had just returned from working his night job as a nurse. When I found him and quizzed him concerning the kitten, he confirmed that she was taken to the shelter. When he saw proof that she was back, he was just as puzzled.
A phone call to the animal shelter shed some light into her appearance back to our home. We were told that people are not adopting cats as much as they do dogs. Also, because we found her, she was considered a feral cat. They therefore spayed her and released her back to the same area she was found. This is why she showed back up to my house.
We didn’t know what to do then, but it appeared that she had chosen us to be her family. We have since discovered that she is an ideal pet. She does not need a lot of attention like dogs. All we needed to do was make sure she had food and water. No kitty litter needed either. As demonstrated before, she can get in and out of our house, if and when she pleases.
We eventually chose the name “Penny” because she is a Calico which is known as the money cat because it is believed in some cultures that they bring good fortune and luck.
By the way…when I shared this story with a few of my co-workers they told me that it reminded them of the song “The Cat Came Back” written by Harry S. Miller.