So I am not sure if it has been proclaimed upon the blog but I am a cat lover. Not completely a crazy-cat lady, yet, but many of my friends are beginning to feel as though I may be headed down that path. I do not completely agree with them but I do love cats, sorry not sorry. My entire life my family has had a cat, my cat growing up, Bagheera (like the Jungle Book!) was probably the most demonic creature alive, however my parents were virtually saints for keeping him and “loving” him. Needless to say, he is the only cat I have not enjoyed, but as a 10 year old, when a cat ruins your sparkly, light-up boots by peeing on them; said cat gets put into the dislike group.
However, from then on out we have always had luck with our cats, after Bagheera, my parents have had a few cats who have been wonderful! Throughout college I also, always had roommates who had cats. When I first moved off campus my roommate had 1 cat, and got another. When that roommate moved out, another moved in another cat, and another. So 2 years, 4 different cats. A lot of love and a lot of cat pictures; but never a cat of my own. And as I write this it seems more and more like a crazy cat lady but again, sorry not sorry.
So, when I moved out on my own in March I came to the realization that for the first time in my life, except the times I lived in the dorms in college, I would not have a cat, whether it be a roommate’s or my parents. And that was just completely unacceptable. So after being settled in my new place for a few weeks I set out on a mission to give a loving kitty a new home. I searched online a bit and found a cat that I thought was very precious so I attempted to set up an appointment to meet her. However this cat was at a foster home so it would be difficult to set up an appointment right away, so they had me come into their shelter (more like a cat house) and see if any of the other animals there would meet my fancy.
When I went into this house it was insane, there were cages and cats everywhere, all loving and wanting to come home to be loved by a nice family, or pair of roommates in this case. So I made my way through this maze of cages and was introduced to many different cats, males, females, short haired, long hairs, young, old, and every color you could imagine. However, one very small female caught my eye because of her petite stature and her cute little socks. Her adoptive name was “Little Princess” however, that was a bit pretentious for my liking so:
Meet Dinah (Dine-ah) – like the name of Alice’s cat in the original Disney version of Alice in Wonderland, I swear the Disney character names are a complete coincidence, I am just a sucker for Disney.
She’s a petite little thing and a diva of all divas. She loves to knock over everything and chew on everything she should not however, I love having her here, she certainly makes me smile more often than she makes me angry. And I am so happy I rescued her from that crazy place she was living before. She’s a cuddlebug like no other and is such a chatty cathy if I have ever heard one.
Well that is all for now from your crazy cat lady in training, hope you love her as much as I do! Keep checking back for more gluten free goodies, vineyard adventures, and running trail adventures! xoxo Glutenfreeprep #GFP