Wow, I’ve been really remiss in my posting as of late. I apologize. Although now that I’m pretty much settled in there’s probably not going to be many big, exciting posts. I will try to make smaller regular updates though. Maybe weekly or something, we’ll see.
Anyway, the rest of the time that my mom was here we spent mostly unpacking and getting all the little things needed to keep an apartment comfortable and tidy. It was definitely nice to have her here to help me unpack. If she hadn’t, I probably would still be living out of boxes. After I dropped my mom off at the airport Sunday I did some shopping in “the city.” Unfortunately it’s the closest Target, which makes me sad.
Last week at work wasn’t anything particularly special. I finished the training I could access and then did some I wasn’t even assigned. I attended fall protection training, and like last time was not able to adjust the harness to fit me properly. They are designed for men, and this is one situation where you can’t claim they work for unisex. I spoke to the safety guy and showed him the harness made for women, by the same company the project gets all their other fall protection from. I pointed out that I am not small by any means, but it’s not possible to get the regular harness adjusted properly for me, let alone some of the girls here who are half my size, and fall protection is one thing where fit is everything. If it doesn’t fit, it won’t work, and if it doesn’t work, it’s not safe. Hopefully we’ll be getting at least a couple women’s harnesses before I have a need for one.
Pretty much since I decided to move here (and my man said I couldn’t take his cat) I’ve been tossing around the idea of getting a cat. Since I’m living in an apartment and working fairly long hours I didn’t want to get a dog, but cats don’t need to leave the apartment and they’re perfectly content to lay around and sleep all day. I had been thinking I should wait until I was settled and my finances were stable, but my mom convinced me I should get a kitty sooner rather than later. So Friday I planned to go into “the city” to go to Costco and Target and Red Wing shoes, and my last stop would be the Humane Society. I had checked out their website and there was an older cat that was missing a paw (they called her Tripod, how horrible a name is that?!). I figured that most people looking for a cat would pass her by, so I decided to see if she would accept me so I could give her a good forever home.
The first part of my trip went well, although I probably spent way too much money. It was 60 degrees or so when I left my apartment, by the time I was done at Costco (my first stop) it was in the 80s. By my third stop it topped out at 92. I found pretty much everything I was looking for, including some good deals. I even found work boots, which was a small miracle in and of itself. After shopping I made my way to the Humane Society. Tripod was in the same chair as she was in her picture on the website. She was a little shy so I sat quietly and let her get used to me. While I waited this little tabby kitten started crawling all over me. She tried to get in my purse, wrapped her tail around my arm, head butted me and purred like crazy. I was totally smitten. Tripod also warmed to me and we head-butted and she purred. And she didn’t seem to mind the kitten that was crawling all over me. I went to the front counter and informed them that I had been chosen by not one, but two kitties. They were so happy and excited; they seem to truly love finding these animals good forever homes.
That’s about where my grand scheme kind of fell through. They required some form of proof that my land lord would allow me to have pets. I knew that I could have a pet as long as I paid the deposit, I just hadn’t had a chance to do it, so I didn’t have a receipt or anything. They even tried calling my land lord to get a verbal confirmation but nobody answered. I was SO bummed, and they were too, but the rules are the rules. I made the drive home alone and sad. Even all my new purchases failed to cheer me up. I knew that my landlord would likely not be there when I got home if I drove straight to my apartment, let alone if I took time to stop and get a money order for the deposit. And since he doesn’t work on Saturdays I had resigned myself to not getting my kitties until next weekend. I figured Tripod would still be there, as she had been for a while, but the kitten was so cute and friendly she’d be snatched up in a heartbeat.
When I pulled into the apartment complex I was surprised to see my landlord’s car in the office lot. I stopped in to see if we could work something out and he surprised me by saying he talked to the Humane Society and he was glad I was adopting a couple kitties and that I could pay the pet deposit anytime this week! He even said he would only charge me for one kitty, even though they usually charge per animal! I was so happy I went into a cleaning frenzy. I put away all my new stuff and used the boxes to make a Kitty Kastle™.
The next morning I called the Humane Society as soon as they opened to make sure I could bring my babies home that day; then made the hour drive back into “the city.”
Other than one family ahead of me making me wait for a while, the actual adoption went well. The kitties are already micro chipped and fixed and should mostly have their shots. Everybody was excited for the double adoption. They even managed to get a picture of me holding both of them at once! They loaded the kitties into their carriers, gave me a couple bags of food, and helped me secure them in my car. Off we went to our new home together!
The kitties, now named Little Lucky Lu Lu and Trisha, meowed ALL the way home. It was so cute and pathetic, I had a really hard time not letting them out of their carriers, but that would not have been safe for any of us. We got home safe and sound and I watched Lu Lu and Trisha explore their new surroundings. I made sure to put out food and water for them, and tried to leave them alone while they acclimated. Lu Lu is kind of shy, and mostly stayed near the carrier. Trisha immediately went and hid in the Kitty Kastle™.
The rest of my weekend was spent playing with, and taking pictures of, the kitties. They make me smile. Trish sleeps with me, right next to my pillow. Lu Lu mostly keeps to herself, but isn’t afraid to let me know when she wants some love. They mostly get along, except when one gets jealous of the other getting love. Hopefully they’ll learn that I have enough love to go around! It was hard to leave them and go to work Monday! They were there to greet me when I got home Monday night, which was much nicer than coming home to an empty, lonely apartment. Now you guys get to be inundated with pictures and stories of my kitty antics! ;)
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