|Last chance to ditch!|
My sister Tammy had always wanted a Persian cat and my parents got her a female one we called Smokie. Now honestly I seriously don’t remember getting the cat, but I sure remember her kitten, so this story will be about that kitten that we named Ugly.
We all knew when Smokie was in heat, because she would meow so friggin loud and it sounded just like she was screaming, “I wanna go out!” Well apparently she must have gotten out and had some fun with Grandpa (a cat that wondered its way to our house before Smokie came to us).
I remember one night we were watching Wild Kingdom and out of the blue my mom questioned about how long it was since we heard Smokie screaming. I remember that Tammy went and got her and she gave my dad a look like, “oh no.” Dad was always for adding new furry friends to our already bursting furry family members, but it was mom that the “oh no” was for. Mom was forever wincing each time we brought in a new furry member. Mom actually took it pretty well and soon enough it was delivery day.
Smokie didn’t know what to do with her kittens as she walked everywhere dropping them out of her where ever they landed. This of course was the straw with my mom. Tammy was quick on the draw though. She tried as quickly as she could to rescue all four of the kittens, but sadly only one made it, and that was Ugly.
When Ugly started to look like a kitten it was quite noticeable that this kitten was plain old ugly, so my brother Tommy decided that would be her name. She had the flat nose like a Persian but was a full Calico like Grandpa. Her face was black, brown, grey and white. There was real color to her. She had her mother’s bluish look, but only mixed in with all the other colors that her father had. But honestly, she was so ugly she was adorable.
As Ugly grew she became so playful and a true joy to have around. As much as Tammy tried to teach Smokie to take care of the kitten, Smokie never took to it, and Tammy became her mother. Each night when all of us went to sleep we had animals sharing the beds with us. Tammy had the most, with Inkie her beagle, Smokie and Ugly. I had my Koko a mutt that I have shared about in this blog somewhere. And my brother had the cat from hell named Marsha (Anyone have a clue where that name came from. Oh and one day I will tell you all about the cat from hell who would never go away).
Anyways as Ugly grew older she began to wander during the night and sometimes we could not find her. Many times we would find her in shoes, boxes and (her favorite) purses. We began to stop looking because she always came out when she was hungry.
Well one morning we woke up and didn’t see her. Mom was in a major hurry and said good bye and grabbed her briefcase and purse and ran out the door. (In case you don’t remember or know, the purses in the ‘70’s were huge!)
We started to get concerned around afternoon about the kitten and it was at that time that mom called from work. She asked if we were missing anything and right away Tommy (he answered the phone) said that we had been looking everywhere for Ugly. I remember that he started to laugh major and Tammy and I looked at each other because we knew exactly where Ugly was at that moment, with mom at the office!
This is how mom told the story about what happened at the office. She was late for a meeting and dropped her purse in her office and ran out the door. All during the day she heard chatter from outside about a kitten that was roaming around. Finally she stepped out to find her secretary with Ugly in her arms. Mom had said that she could not believe that Ugly didn’t come out in the half hour long car ride or even made a sound.
We heard about this story from mom employees for years and each time it was a huge laugh, even bigger, because that was the day that Ugly found a new home. Honestly if I had not seen mom leave that day, I would have sworn that she planned it, but I know she didn’t.
Below are some pictures of the pets that I mentioned in this blog. Sorry but there are no pictures of Ugly, because she just wasn’t around long enough, sadly like many of our part-time pets. Someday I will write about how those came to be as well. TTFN
|Tammy with Smokie on her lap and yes that is me in my PJ's in the background.|
|Dad trying to tame the cat from hell, but Marsha was having none of it.|
|Inkie keeping a watchful eye on my brother like she did with every kind of little one.|
|Tommy and Mom with Koko back in the 80's.|
|I went to give Koko a kiss and she caught me dead on with a lick, yuck!|