I woke up last Sunday and she was on the sun porch with the door closed, talking on the phone. I figured she didn’t want to wake me with her squawking and that’s why she was on the porch. And then I saw a cat peering in at me and I thought, “Oh, she’s got one of our…wait, that’s not ours!” I don’t know what the look on my face was, but I heard her through the glass doors, “Oh no, she’s seen him. I gotta go.” Then while I’m still standing there, looking outraged, she opens the door and goes, “Wait…I can explain!”
Well, I didn’t need an explanation, I knew it already - she’s a sucker, that’s the explanation. Because I knew who this cat was. He’s the stray that has been living in my aunt’s garage for months. She thought he belonged to someone because he was so friendly and well fed and stuff, but then discovered he was living out there. But she doesn’t believe in indoor cats - whatever that means - so she wouldn’t let him in the house. Boy Cousin named him Ripley and has been trying to pawn him off on us, talking about how he looks almost exactly like Hiccup except opposite - instead of orange and white, he is white and orange - and everyone would think they were actual brothers, Hiccup needs a friend, blahblahblah. Which I agree with, except Ripley is a year old and it is super hard to integrate a cat that old into the mix, especially with a dominant alpha like Kirk in the house.
This is Ripley.
But yeah, last weekend he got into my aunt’s house through her dog door and she threw him back out and he apparently howled all night, then got back in again the next day and she threw him out again. My mom’s been living at my aunt’s, so she called my sister all, “What should we do, help!” and my sister was so distressed hearing Ripley howl like that, through the phone and then still outside the house even, that she went and got him.
We’ve got him in the guest room downstairs. We lock up the other cats for a few hours a day and let Ripley come up and get attention. Hiccup wants to play with that other cat, but until Ripley gets his shots, we have to keep them away from each other. Also, Kirk has been vomiting and peeing everywhere since Ripley came into the house, even separated as they are, so it’s a good thing we found him a home - (pretty sure anyways, cross your fingers). He has an appointment on Tuesday at the Humane Society to get neutered and then his potential Mommy is coming down to meet him on Wednesday and if it goes well, he should be in his new forever home by this time next week!
He is super sweet and friendly, wants to be held, very playful - if it comes down to it, keeping him might not be the worst thing, if Kirk can get over his shit, but Kirk has had to get over a lot of shit this year - with Hiccup coming along, Roo dying and then Winston coming too, it’s just too much for him to handle. Ripley’s potential cat guardian has an older cat and a kitten and the kitten needs a friend so he will leave the older cat alone, so I think Ripley will be happy there, if she takes him.
But isn’t he a pretty cat? And as sweet as he looks!