Amidala Calls Dibs #Caturday

the queenAmidala speaking.

Why do people think that people who have a cat must want more than one cat? I suppose that was a rhetorical question, because MaMA assures me that many people who have a cat do WANT more than one cat, but can’t always HAVE more than one.

I can assure you that not every lone cat wants to have another cat.

I do miss my foster brother fiercely sometimes, but it’s heavenly to have my human all to myself.MINEA friend of MaMA’s offered her a cat the other day. MaMA asked Charles about it, since her friend had offered, but Charles said, “It isn’t my house; it’s our house; but, if you’re asking what my wishes are, I would say no.” So MaMA, to my intense relief, declined the new kitty.REALLYMINEA WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Would you rather be an only kitty, or a kitty in a clowder?


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One thought on “Amidala Calls Dibs #Caturday

  1. Dan

    October 24, 2015 at 7:59am

    That’s a hard decision. We took in a friend’s cat when he could no longer care for it, giving us three older cats for a while. As they left us, we avoided adding a kitten or younger cat to the mix. After the last boy passes, we got the two sisters we have today. They do seem to fight for attention at times.

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    • Marian Allen

      October 24, 2015 at 10:38am

      When Munchkin felt well enough to come upstairs, he and Ami took turns draping across my lap. Any time I’ve had two cats, they considered themselves rivals. I’ve had cats who would both get in my lap at the same time, but they were very obviously ignoring each other, not snuggling together.

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  2. Jane

    October 24, 2015 at 9:57am

    I had six cats in the house for a while. And it was a smaller house than I’d started out with. It was chaos, but with so many, most of them managed to avoid the concentrated attention of the mixer cat (Goober) and mostly got along. Except for Lily. Story for another time. These were my cats, Mom’s cats, and cousin Rob’s cat. Squirrel moved onto the kitchen counter. I made her a bed there, and she had a window, a potty, and food all at hand, and she could go zoom awhile and then come back. Attrition, sadly, has halved my cat population now. And Squirrel is very happy to reclaim the bed. She sleeps up against me like a hot little burr.

    Heaven is a cat to sleep with.

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    • Marian Allen

      October 24, 2015 at 10:41am

      “Heaven is a cat to sleep with.” — Ain’t that the truth? Charlie always forbade cats on the bed, so Tiffany and, after Tiff passed, Katya became experts on knowing when he had gone to sleep, after which they would creep up beside me and snuggle up and purr me to sleep. 🙂

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