I just read a great article about a farmer who acquired a cat for his farm. I really enjoyed the article, if you want to read it you can visit: http://www.slate.com/id/2133625/?nav=tap3>1=7641
I am very much a cat person; I actually own 5 cats (technically, they own us). I only meant to own two but the other three just sort of choose us. We were doing laundry in our apartment complex in Tempe, AZ and discovered Guy (our third cat). He was actually just a kitten, his eyes weren’t even open. He was in a hole near the sidewalk on the way to the laundry room. Nathan discovered him and at first thought he was dead, then he saw movement. This cat was all alone in a hole outdoors in the blazing heat. We took him in and actually had to bottle feed him. He was so small he fit into the palm of my hand. Everyone told us he wasn’t going to make it, but he did. We named him guy because he was male and that was all we could come up with.
Our fourth cat, Jack, choose us in Flagstaff, AZ when we had just moved here. We heard this awful crying and yowling. We thought a cat was being hurt so we go outside to investigate and this little yellow kitten just darts right into out home. Now we already own 3 cats so our first thought is this kitten is going to get mauled by our cats. We go and get the kitten out of our kitchen where he is crouching and we place him in a box so we can feed him and keep him away from out other cats. After posting signs all over our complex and waiting patiently we finally decided to keep him. We named him Jack because he reminded us of “Jack be nimble, Jack be quick” from the nursery rhyme. He darted into our home as soon as the front door opened…
Our fifth cat (the last addition) was dumped at N’s place of work. Keep in mind we live in Flagstaff and it is cold outside. This poor cat was living in the storage shed outdoors for about two weeks. Nathan and his coworkers noticed the animal and started putting food out for it every few days. This cat one ran up to Nathan as he was leaving work one night. He called me up and asked if he could bring it home. When he brought her home I was shocked.. She was a Persian cat that someone just dumped.
At first she just hid under my dresser. She was great with people but really scared of our other cats. She is now social and doing great with everyone. We had to clip chunks of hair off due to tangles but she has gained weight and is starting to look great. We named her Miss Kitty because she is a female.
Okay so we are not super creative with the pets names but we love our cats very much. They all just choose us and it is a good fit I think….