Monday, January 7, 2013

The Hat Trick of Indignities


“A hat-trick or hat trick in sport is the achievement of a positive feat three times or more during a game, or other achievements based on threes. The term was first used in 1858 in cricket to describe HH Stephenson's feat of taking three wickets in three balls. A collection was held for Stephenson, and he was presented with a hat bought with the proceeds. The term was used in print for the first time in 1878. The term was eventually adopted by many other sports including association football, water polo, and team handball, but did not become popular in North America until the mid-1940s in the National Hockey League”...Wiki

Well this past year our cat Kanye, has suffered a hat trick of indignities, so foul, so inconsiderate, I am surprised he did not simply pack up and leave. I would like to take a second to detail them for you.

Kanye used to be an outdoor cat. We lived on 3+ acres of heavily wooded Massachusetts countryside, surrounded with land that could not be built on. It was idyllic for him. He would be out all day in the woods stalking whatever met his fancy. He would go over to our neighbors home daily for a tummy rub and some treats. What a life. However, we ruined this paradise for him. We threw him in a cat carrier, drove 2500 miles to the southwest, and moved into a home in a neighborhood where cats are not allowed to roam. Besides that restriction, there are also coyotes and bobcats so he is safer inside. He hates us for it but it is for his safety. Indignity number one.

Kanye was used to being the ruler of the roost. He was our only pet after MollieJupiter moved to her own place and took her cat Millie. Kanye enjoyed this role very much. So what did we do? We brought in a dog. Not just any dog but one who was a tad hyper. It took several months for them to settle into a routine but they eventually slept on the same couch or chair and allowed each other plenty of space. So what did we do? We got a second dog, a chihuahua, even more hyper than the first dog. They have not yet settled down to a peaceful coexistence, it is more like a riot, and Kanye has taken to sleeping in our closet, on our bed, and in the dirty laundry in the bathroom, to avoid them. Indignity number two.

So now, Kanye is an inside cat who doesn’t even feel safe in his own home. He obviously has been feeling stressed and one of the things that happen to a stressed cat is matting of their fur and Kanye hit the jackpot in this game. He got one and we carefully snipped it out as best we could but then suddenly overnight he got about 8 of them. This was way beyond our capabilities so we brought him in to get groomed. The groomer, a cat expert who had been grooming them for 13 years felt there was no choice but to shave most  of his fur off and have him start again. Indignity number three.

So now, he is stuck inside, hated by the dogs and so stressed about this that he got mats and now is a very naked, cold cat. At this point I figure he has suffered so much at our hands, what is a little more embarrassment in his life so I present a picture of him in his current state.




I can only imagine that in those quiet moments he is just sitting there, giving us the finger. Poor guy.


1 comment:

Jean (aka Auntie Bucksnort) said...

I'm starting a MoveOn.org petition to free Kanye! This shall not stand. Kanye, we've got your back, bro.