Girls and Their Cats by BriAnne Wills

Author:BriAnne Wills [Brianne Wills and Elyse Moody]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Chronicle Books LLC
Published: 2019-03-11T16:00:00+00:00

DISLIKES

Mister »

Tummy rubs, dogs, loud air conditioners, being told what to do

Weetzie »

Baths, brooms, vacuum cleaners, the noise that trash bags make when Mom snaps them

HUMAN ALTER EGO

Mister »

Dr. Ian Malcolm from the Jurassic Park series

Weetzie »

None—he’s a Weetzie

The ghosting was one of those things with a terribly slow buildup, which I now recognize as a period of him manipulating and gaslighting me. I was in bad shape due to all this; I wasn’t eating or sleeping, and my performance at work was slipping rapidly. At the time I worked in research and development and made explosives, which is not something you want to do while sleep-deprived and distracted. One Saturday I met an older lady outside a mall in Rhode Island who had a litter of kittens up for adoption. Her unspayed cat had gotten outside and came home pregnant. I picked up a little black-and-white fluff, who immediately burrowed into my neck and meowed urgently when I tried to put him back down. Only my holding him kept him quiet. Obviously I fell in love then and there.

I knew that cats like to be in pairs, but I was terrified of raising two kittens at once, and clearly I wasn’t at my most self-confident. So I took my little meower home and made some promises. (I’m a real sap.) I looked at his little face and promised him that he would be with me forever, that his home was with me, and that I would always do everything in my power to take the best care of him. And he needed a lot of care. It turned out the woman had lied or was mistaken about his age—he was too young to be away from his mama. So I had to be his mama. I fed him a gruel made of watered-down cat food and showed him how to use the litter box and clean himself.

Having a tiny creature who was dependent on me gave me something else to focus on besides self-pity, and I started making better choices. I left my job and relocated back home to Los Angeles, and focused on creating a safe and healthy environment for the two of us. It worked.

Almost exactly a year later, Mister got a brother. I was looking at pictures of shelter cats online while waiting in my dentist’s office, and I saw a picture of a tiny, terrified-looking gray tabby. His eyes were so wide open and confused. I had an immediate, visceral reaction. I rushed home after my appointment, where my friend was waiting for me so we could begin a beach weekend we had planned, and immediately burst into tears trying to explain about this poor cat I had to rescue. We went down to the shelter together, and Weetzie Cat (named after the titular character from the Weetzie Bat books, which hold a special place in my heart) came home with me. Weetzie fit into our little family right away, although he was very sick and malnourished and needed special care.

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