Rahja is our, well I should be honest here, Susie's, most expensive friend.
Rahja came into our lives one day while Susie was driving down State Street and all
of a sudden this thought came into her mind "I must go to the Animal Shelter right now"
She had previously had no such thoughts it just came like out of the blue. Or did it?
Arriving at the Shelter Susie asked to see the cats they had for adoption. One of the vet there told her that they had this Awesome male Siamese that was just the perfect cat. She said "OK" let me see him. He proceeded to bring out the male but the voice in her mind was still calling and this perfect kitten didn't seem to want to be with Susie, it preferred the tech. So looking down the line
she comes upon this scraggly looking undernourished, marble blue eyed long hair Siamese that was only about as long as a burrito but had a tail that was nearly twice that length. "This is him " she excitedly exclaimed and proceeded to take him into a room and play with him. Oh the joy. Problem being we were not allowed more than one cat at the complex we were living. And we already had Starina for whom which I was almost evicted, not to mention "Little Bill" which is an entirely differnt story. With Susie, if she has her mind made up details do not exist. She went to her councilor and her medical doctor both of whom promised to fax the manager at Stonehedge notes that an animal in this case a loving cat would be very good for her depression and might benefit her CFS/ME. It was all she could think about. Day after day she went there waiting for the notes to be faxed and the manager to make up her mind. The shelter has a limit and Susie literally begged them to hold it for her as the process was in motion. She went there every day to see and interact with Rahja.
One day coming back home from the Shelter she was in her mind holding and cuddling said cat when a truck in front of her stopped and Susie didn't. Yup almost totaled out our little green almosts new Ford Escort, air bags deployed and the front end was totally demolished. It was one of those cases where it was sixes on fixing it but the insurance decided to have it repaired and pay for it minus the 500 deductible. Car was never the same and finally the automatic transmission went out to the tune of 2700.00 American. All tole that scrawny thing with the foot long tail cost over 7000.00 if you look at it with the right kind of eyes. Rahja thou became one of the family. He still is Susie's cat and one of the most beautiful you have ever seen. If I ever figure out how to post pictures, you will see all of our little friends. In my wildest dreams I never imagined a kitten could be so expensive.
Mudflap Mcstonished
It's All Too Good Man!
Thursday, September 25, 2008
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Mudflap - This whole post was funny to me for one reason (which is already slated to be a full chapter in the book I am going to write). I 'bought' a cat once. I had no idea this wasn't done. It was your daughter who told me that cats are a dime a dozen. I paid over a hundred dollars for this aforementioned cat. And then it was dead within a month. Good times, Mudflap. Glad Susie has such a great cat. Oh, and if you need a tutorial on posting pictures, my services are free (unlike my cats).
Your "Information Offer" is more than kind. Yes I could use all the help I could get. It would be easier thru e mail thou. I do of course not have yous, but mine is obtainable from any of my Chillians. I do have a couple of other questions as to the inner workings of this thing that often throws whatever I type into the ether, never to be found again.
Have a wonderful up and coming Friday.
Roy opps Mudflap.
Having had both a Ford Escort and many cats, I'd choose my cats over the Ford Escort any day :)
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And Steve paid $100 for Misha too...it would seem all the pet stores were closed on Christmas Eve and this was the last one available that had been advertised in the paper. Desperate times call for desperate measures.
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