cat blog...

We have 3 cats...

Last spring, Elijah had been praying for a cat after our old cat decided to look for a new home. Along came this little, skinny, pregnant cat who also was looking for a new home. We took her in and she had 4 kittens.

We kept 2 of those cats and named them M&M and Tom.

We thought Tom was a boy. But she wasn't- she appeared to be a girl. Which is kinda funny because our old cat, Rosie, was once thought to be a girl. But that theory was proven incorrect when the time came to get her "fixed". Ken Weiers, the local animal fixer in Barthel, SK discovered the fact when he was about to sterilize Rosie. Rosie was actually a boy- or at least she was before Ken got a hold of him, rather- it.

So, we used to have "Rosie the boy cat" and now we have "Tom the Girl cat".

That was, until today...

Today we found Tom the Girl cat doing things that appeared quite "boyish". Sharlene took a bit of a shock, turned the cat over on it's back, and pronounced Tom a boy cat- again. Immediately she dispensed me to the vet before our newly discovered boy cat became a deadbeat dad cat...

So off we went, Jacob and I, to our favourite vet. I don't think he's the best vet, but he's good enough for us. Anyway, I went in, told them about our boy cat problems, and lack of desire for more kittens, and promptly gave the nice lady some money to surgically alter Tom the boy cat (macho in Spanish) into a lesser man- and more of an it. Across his cat carrier was masking tape with "Tom - Castracion". Something twinged deep inside me.

We were told to return at 4:00pm. But after living in Mexico for 3 years and watching the surprise on peoples faces when we actually show up on time- We decided not to go back till 5:00pm. Much to our surprise the first thing the new nice lady behind the counter said was "Tom was not a 'macho'- she is a girl". OH! I said semi-surprised. We thought so til today when she started doing boy cat things. She is one very confused cat (very likely to do with an absent father, a young mother and being named "Tom".)

This news was not utterly surprising, because up until noon today, we'd thought Tom was a girl, so now things were back to normal.

"Normal" will have to wait because "Tom the newly rediscovered girl cat" was still heavily under the influence of anesthesia. The "Doctor" assured me that she would come out of it in about an hour and a half- about 6:30pm.

She is on her way to recovery, but "out of it" is precisley what she is not. This poor cat is wobbling around the house, if she moves at all. Just before we were getting ready to go to bed Shar went looking for "Tom the gender confused cat" only to find the poor furball kind of lieing down with his head hovering over his food bowl, but without eating. As if to be saying "wow... look at all the pretty colours... and shapes... coooool..."

Now I don't know much about cat psychology, but I am certainly wondering if "Tomisita" asked for a couple extra hits of anesthesia when "he" found out she was a "she" again. I can imagine the confusion that must have been going through her poor mind at the moment of discovery... bad home life,given a boys name, discovered she was a girl a few months later, then declared a boy and sent to have her "de-machoed"and then redisovers her girlness just before the knife extracts her femininity once again.

It must be tough to be "Tom the sterilized, confused, heavily intoxicated girl cat..."

As I finish this, Tom has stumbled 5 feet into the dining room where he has passed out with is head in his hands.

Let's hope tomorrow is a better day for Tom.

Sleep well, my friend.