02.09.08
Crazy Cat Lady
My family went out to get (adopt?) a cat from Planned Pethood for my mom. Dad’s been gone for a while and it’s a good time to have pet around again. We all think it’ll be good for her.
So we get there and find the little brown tiger kitten that mom has already fallen in love with. Almost immediately, a nervous-looking spinster (representative) from PP swooped [Yes, she swooped.] on us and cautiously allowed us hold the kitten and had my mom fill out an adoption form. [Ok, I love cats but they're pets, not children. Using the word "adoption" is just the beginning of the crazy.]
While we were holding the cat, she was pretending to make smalltalk, telling us how her sad lonely life also involved being a social worker, [this should have been the first danger sign] and asking about our previous pets. We made the mistake of mentioning a previous ornery cat who always made a break for the door. [Seeing her face when we said this, you'd have thought we just revealed complicity in Mike Vick's dogfighting ring]
So after my mother chose and became attached to this cute little kitten, the crazy-ass cat lady says “no, you can’t have her!” She was so worried about the cat escaping the house in the future, she’d rather keep it in a cage. She did show her kind heart though. As my mom was walking away in tears, she did offer to let the cat MAKE A VISIT to our home to see if we could prove ourselves worthy. [of owning a damn cat!]
What a frickin’ nutball. Screw Planned Pethood, go to your local animal shelter where they know the difference between pets and their own children.