We returned her to the shelter two weeks ago. Her kittens had gone back last month (and all found homes right away), but we kept her a bit longer so that her milk could dry up before she was altered and adopted out.
Unfortunately, she has not found a home yet. She has been on the floor for a couple of weeks, but it's not an environment she's well-suited for.
We went to visit her yesterday, to give her some hugs and love. We took her out of her cage and brought her into one of the small visiting rooms. She spent the first several minutes hiding under whatever she could find. Anna, who always seemed to have a way of calming her down, worked to coax her out.
If you know of anyone in the Kansas City area who is looking for a furry companion, please let them know about Mama Kitty (aka Cybil). She loves children and other cats. She is trained to come at the sound of a clicker (but will expect a treat once she gets there!). She will take some time to get used to a new home, but I think that someone with patience will be rewarded with an affectionate and sweet friend. She's available at Wayside Waifs.
Of course, while we were there, we made a few new friends.
When we arrived home, we opened up the house to enjoy the first cool day of fall weather we've had this year. It was glorious. However, it soon became clear that our own four-legged children were made a bit insecure by our morning of visiting other kitties.
Lulu decided to restore her place in our hearts by venturing outside and procuring a gift for us.
Ah, thanks luv, but you shouldn't have.
She must have noticed that we seemed underwhelmed by her generosity, but this didn't deter her.She simply decided to up the ante.
Ten minutes later, she came back with this.
I was sitting in the living room, posting the grasshopper picture to Facebook (ha ha, look what my cat brought in!), when my son calmly informed me that there was a snake on the floor.
I turned around to take a look, jumped to my feet, waved my arms frantically in the air and let loose a long stream of (child appropriate) profanities.
When I determined that none of those things were going to get the snake out of my house, I devised an evacuation plan utilizing a plastic tub and a stick. This was followed by more drama on Facebook and the cats being placed on lockdown for the rest of the day.
After the fact, I was rather impressed with my quick and (relatively) calm disposal of the animal. After all, I've dealt with worse snakes.
The cats walked calmly upstairs to take a nap and, I may be making this up, but I'm pretty sure they high-five each other as they left the room.
It just occurred to me that it is perhaps unwise to include the snake story in the same post in which I'm petitioning readers to open up their home to a cat. Then again, with pet ownership, unlike parenting and dental extractions, you should probably know beforehand what you're getting yourself into.
Before you leave this post you may want to scroll back up to the kitten picture and hope that that is indeed the image that stays in your mind after you close the page.