“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

7.28.2008

And the winner is . . .

Not unexpectedly, Mary. This kitten has been hanging around our neighborhood for a week or so. Actually, just around our block, our corner. 4 houses. Amber wanted him, but wanted an outdoor cat. He hung around on her porch & she fed him for a couple of days & then he disappeared. He showed up again last week - the 2 kids & I found him lurking around the creek area in Mary's yard. They wanted him. No can do. They wanted me to take him. No can do - Maggie will not abide another cat in the house. They wanted me to bring him here to work, to live with Lily - a tempting idea, but he's a kitten, and this is a workplace, and, well, I just didn't want to, so no can do again. The lovely Katie decided she wanted him. No, no said Robert. "He's got odd markings."

Okey dokey, but Robert then leaves for 10 days, and Katie & I are thinking that this cat will be well & truly settled by the time Robert gets back, because this cat was going nowhere. This cat had found a sweet spot. He put up with Maggie's hisses & Miss Kitty's stares & played in our yard & Amber's yard & Mary's yard & even the yard next door to Mary. That's when the woman who rents the garage apartment there decided she wanted him. Named him Oreo. Too late - Katie had already named him George. Too late. The kids had already named him Domino or L.K. (little kitty). Yesterday, he seemed to be Amber's & her hubby named him B.B, describing certain anatomical parts this kitty owns. (Which I will delicately refrain from describing.) Oh, they were all after this little guy - enticing him here, tempting him there, and yet . . .

Lyndi-Linda shows up at my door today to inform me that Mary has taken him in. Mary? She wasn't even in the running. She didn't even want to see him. Charlie was plenty cat for her, even though she still misses Bob terribly. No kitty please. But there he was, fed, fat & oh-so-happy. Mary too. Charlie isn't quite sure what to make of this little guy who has waltzed into their lives, but he gets to be top cat this time around. Bob would be proud of him.

So let me introduce you to Buddy. He knew his name all along, and was just waiting for someone to say it.

11 comments:

  1. Wonderfully written. And ya gotta love that ending.

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  2. Steve - Muchas gracias. Visited Mary & cats last night & Buddy could NOT be happier. Ditto Mary. Charlie is still withholding his verdict.

    Thanks for stopping by & thanks for the kind comments.

    :) Debi

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  3. Look at the love on those faces!
    I love this picture and I love this story.

    I agree with Steve.

    You writing reminds me so much of Bailey White....just better because we're friends.

    Love you,
    Cookie

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  4. how lucky to be chosen by a cat.

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  5. Breda - This ain't her first. Bob the cat LEFT ME for her! I took him in, I coddled him, I fed him, I etc., etc., etc., and THEN . . . when I moved into this neighborhood, he moved in with HER! (She would microwave ice cream for him to the exact temperature he desired.) A woman who knows how to get what she wants.

    :) Debi

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  6. Hi, just happenned along your blog today. LOVE the picture and story of Mary and Buddy :)

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  7. Now that is a very loved little kitty! If only every cat in every shelter on this continent was wanted by as many loving people!

    What a little cutie...reminds me of a black and white cat my friend had...his name was Oreo.

    hehe.

    xo

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  8. Tracey - Welcome. I'm so glad you stopped by. And thank you!

    Jaime - There is (or was) an Oreo around the corner. When Charlie first showed up a few years ago, that's who we thought he was. And yes, this is one kitty who picked the right place. He's already been to the vet, had what shots he could have, been declared a boy (as if there was any doubt). If he were a tad younger I'd swear he was Bob, reincarnated, coming back to the place he left cause he knows it just doesn't get any better.

    :) Debi

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  9. Very sad, I was looking for the photo and it didn't come out. Now I am left hanging!!!

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  10. maybe you can start with a book of short stories...i think your brother would agree this is a fabulously fun and funny little story of oreo, george,LK, domino...see what i mean? you are good girl :)

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  11. Michelle - the picture is back up. I had a problem with Picasa. My fault.

    Robin - You are too, too kind.

    Thanks to both of you!
    :) Debi

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