Wild Life Of A Little Monster

Others are scared of me because of all the fun I have. Considered a vigilante by my Eponine.

Here Kitty, Kitty

Those were the first words I said to my little monster when she found me back in 1990. I even said them nonchalantly, knowing I very well did not really want a cat at the time. If she had ran away, like many cats often do when found outside in a parking lot, the last 15-and-a-half years of my life would have been so very different. I'm so glad she picked me!

Have been checking the Wayside Waifs site and talking to friends and friends of friends. I just want to be picked. Meanwhile, I do get some anxiety blogging and seeing the posts by Eponine disappear from the front page. But also see it as Ep encouraging me to face the tomorrow and move forward. I know eventually my eyes will dry.

The Jan. 9 Top Ten List on David Letterman was about how to tell if you're at a bad Applebee's. No. 4 was "All you hear from the kitchen is, "Here kitty, kitty, kitty."' Don't know what I think about that. From what I hear, there was an Applebee's that accidentally filled a baby's sippy cup with Long Island Tea. Thus, the Letterman attention.

In response to Tommy's amazing feat, Letterman's list on Jan. 6 provided the top 10 ways to tell your kitty is a genius. Check them out.

21 Comments:

At January 11, 2006 7:25 AM, Blogger The Meezers said...

Cowboy - I know how you feel about wanting to be picked. When I got Miles he was not my first choice. I had picked a beautiful little Ginger kitten, but when the day came to take him home, he was no where to be found, and Miles just marched up to me and demanded attention - so I took him home instead. I thought having 2 Meezers would be a little scary, since Sammy was already a wild boy, and Meezers are talkers - they never shut up. But I could not be happier now. You will find the right kitty for you when you are ready. Oh, and thanks for posting the link to the Wayside Waifs - I now want to adopt all of the cats listed there. The Meezers Mom.

 
At January 11, 2006 8:44 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Cowboy,

I lost my 17-yr old "Koolers" back in July 05. I still can't decide whether to be owned by another cat. I avoid conversations about kittens - even though my vet tried to match me up with a beautiful Himalayan-type cat that was left at her clinic.

I remember all of the "firsts" that you referred to a couple of days ago. I can only tell you that time will ease the pain at losing your Eppy. I still miss Kool-Cat but I can talk about her now without crying.

I hope you have better luck making up your mind about another cat than I have. However, after reading the past few days on your blog, I will probably start considering the possibility.

CatLover in Houston

 
At January 11, 2006 9:04 AM, Blogger Edsel/The Pooch said...

don't just look at that website - go over there, that's the only way you'll get picked!! nuke-yoo-lar, funny!

 
At January 11, 2006 9:30 AM, Blogger Sanjee said...

I had to get the beans who rescued me and my brothers to put an ad in the paper so I could get Mommy to come over to get picked. Don't make some poor kitty have to force a bean to put an ad in the paper too! Go get picked!

 
At January 11, 2006 11:54 AM, Blogger Magoo, Smudge, Bella & Dolce said...

Cowboy,

If you want a real top ten list, come visit us and then click on the bad kitty list link. Only do it if you have a couple of hours to spare. Every time I read it I remember previous cats that used to do some of the very samethings. At first you cry, but then at some point you just laugh and remember fondly the day you cat did exactly what was listed down.

 
At January 11, 2006 1:24 PM, Blogger tammara said...

Cowboy, I took a look at the Wayside Waifs - and I think if you mosey over there (when you have the notion), you are going to find yourself picked! I know exactly what you mean. When I went to the humane society to get a kitten in 1988, I'd picked a cute little tuxedo kitten - but this little grey tabby kept meowing her head off and climbing up to my shoulder every time I opened the cage door (there were several kittens sharing). Finally, I was standing there holding a bored but cute black&white... while this grey tabby had climbed onto my shoulder and was sprawled there purring. The lady that worked there came up and gestured to her, "Looks like you've been picked." I sure wanted that black&white - but I have never regretted taking home the little tabby.

To CatLover in Houston - My Heather (above) died in March '05. I still cry over her, and we all need our time to mourn. But you are looking at cat blogs :-) - so maybe it's time for you to see if someone new needs you? There are so many who need a loving home - and you are obviously more than capable of providing that. I'm glad you're considering. Let us all know when a lucky kitty finds you.

 
At January 11, 2006 3:43 PM, Blogger one of us said...

You have to go get picked. You have to. Some poor poodie is just waiting for you. ~Merlin, Shadow, Ko Ko

Have you thought about a rat? ~Rodentia

I picked Kinsey kitten and Mom as soon as they walked in the pet room. I had been petted and hassled all day, but only these two had it. ~Rabbie Buns

 
At January 11, 2006 5:42 PM, Blogger Eponine's Cowboy said...

It's hard not to want a cat that looks just like my little monster. But then that makes me sad a little too. I am doing better and am confident I will get picked. It's made me so sad that sometimes I wonder why we we do it.

Your stories of being picked make me smile. I speculate this is why many people turn to online dating! :~) They want to be picked (and to pick).

Hmmmm ... a rat? I'll ponder that. I keep finding these little cat nip mice all over my home. I had no idea.

msb&d-I promise to check out your list. I look forward to it.

Whiskers that are bluetooth enabled was my favorite. My Eponine purred when NPR was on, and while eating moist food, and when I scratched her head, and when I crawled into bed, and ...

 
At January 11, 2006 5:45 PM, Blogger Eponine's Cowboy said...

Oh, Tammara, I tried to comment on your site last night and it said I wasn't a team player.

Hope you're getting closer to your goal!

After the Pulitzer, I look forward to saying "I knew her when ..."

 
At January 11, 2006 6:04 PM, Blogger tammara said...

Cowboy - I'm going to go through the *$^#% settings and check them - I must have done something wrong - please try again. :-) I love getting comments.

When I went looking for a new furry friend, I wanted someone who looked like my Heather, too. But none of them picked me! I ended up on the other end of the spectrum: one black, one cream, one orange/white (I don't think I've put Nala's pic on my site yet - she's the colors we both like - orange and white!).

I know you already know - it isn't the breed or the color - love can come in many different packages! (I don't think you were even expecting it to come in cat form, last time :-))

 
At January 11, 2006 6:08 PM, Blogger tammara said...

I fixed it! (I hope!) Thanks so much for telling me. (I'm going to put Nala's pic on the next post so you can see her UT/OSU colors!)

 
At January 11, 2006 7:44 PM, Blogger OldOldLady Of The Hills said...

Hi Cowboy...Thanks for stopping by my bog...
I know the pain of loss when a wonderful cat (They are all wonderful, aren't they?)crosses over the Rainbow Bridge...I have been through it too many times over the years and each time it feels like I will never recover...These little dears just crawl into your heart and take up residence there, I'm happy to say, forever!
Give yourself time, my dear Cowboy...maybe you need the time to grieve some more for your dear Eponine....I know it has been different with each loss, for me...the last one I had to wait about a year and a half, and that was okay...and when I got picked..well, we both picked each other..Sweety was and is The Right One! Now, it's six years later and we are joined at the hip!

My heart goes out to you Cowboy...

 
At January 11, 2006 9:37 PM, Blogger Derby said...

Love the top 10. Mum doesn't stay up late enough to watch that normally.

Plus you will get picked. I picked mum. She had her eye on another cat. But I impressed her more. Now we have a good time together.

So you will know when you are ready to take the plunge, but go and look at them live. Not just on the net.

 
At January 11, 2006 9:52 PM, Blogger William said...

Yep, you will get picked, and maybe when you'll least expect it again. You probably know that's what happened with me, and at the time my mom wasn't planning on doing anything but rescuing me. I fixed that, though. :-)

 
At January 11, 2006 9:57 PM, Blogger amy said...

Cowboy, Somehow or another I stumbled across this blog, just after you lost Eponine, and I bawled my eyes out reading. Now I check back to check up on you. Last year I lost my Scruffy, my best friend for eight years. After two months, I missed having a cat so much I went to a local shelter to get picked. I had decided to get two, so they could play together. I found a two yr old cat my first visit, but couldn't find a kitten for him. On my third visit, I had sort of found a kitten, but while I was waiting for someone to help me I saw another kitten, a few months old, that didn't have any paperwork. Well, he looked so lonely, so I put down "my" kitten and was just going to pet the lonely one for a bit. I certainly wasn't going to get him because he looked too much like Scruffy. This kitten was such a lovey little guy, but I was resolved and put him back in his cage. When he did headstands in his cage to get my attention again I knew I'd been picked. Today he goes by Bat, which is short for Acrobat, and all three of us (me, him and our other kitty Bandit) are delightfully happy. I still miss Scruffy horribly, but I love these 2 new guys and wouldn't give them up for the world. When the time is right, Cowboy, you'll get picked again.

 
At January 12, 2006 1:59 AM, Blogger Max said...

Dude, you totally need to get picked by a kitty. the WOman wasn't "ready" for another kitty after The Cat Who Came Before Me went to the Rainbow Bridge, but now she knows her life isn't complete until she is totally, 100% owned. People need kitties. And we need your opposable thumbs.

 
At January 12, 2006 5:14 AM, Blogger Chatham said...

Cowboy, my Cat Couch gets tears in her eyes every time she reads your blog. Both of us hope that you get picked soon, but we know that you will always love and miss Eponine.

 
At January 12, 2006 12:54 PM, Blogger Magoo, Smudge, Bella & Dolce said...

I came across this quote and I thought about you and Eppy:
"Another cat? Perhaps. For love there is also a season; its seeds must be resown. But a family cat is not replaceable like a worn-out coat or a set of tires. Each new kitten becomes its own cat, and none is repeated. I am four cats old, measuring out my life in friends that have succeeded but not replaced one another." - Irving Townsend

 
At January 12, 2006 4:20 PM, Blogger craziequeen said...

Hi Cowboy. Thanks for dropping by again :-)

Your new kitty will totally pick YOU.
We weren't going to get another kitty after Echo went to Rainbow Bridge so young, but Charlie was - well, he was FATE :-)

cq

 
At January 12, 2006 7:36 PM, Blogger Sanjee said...

After I lost my Chloe, my buddy of 18 years that picked me when I was in college, I waited one whole day and realized fast that, like Max said, I wouldn't be happy unless I was "100%" owned. That's why I grabbed up the newspaper and got picked by Sanjee the very next day. I almost missed getting picked too, because a family looking for a female farm cat came in just after me and Sanjee was the only female in the litter. Eek! Good thing she'd already picked me fast and crawled up on my shoulder and wouldn't leave.

We all need different lengths of time until we're ready to get picked again. Go get picked when you can. Maybe you have to wait a bit because the right kitty isn't quite ready for you yet.

*BIG HUGS*
Robyn, aka Sanjee's Mom

 
At January 12, 2006 9:21 PM, Blogger Patches & Mittens said...

You sound lonesome, Cowboy. Here is a big purr and headbutt from me........

 

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