Originally Posted by
Freedom
Crystal was born feral, a litter of 4. Some neighborhood boys took 2 of the kittens - before they were even weaned :eek: :rolleyes: - and tried to sell them to make some money. They got $15 for the black and white male, but could not sell the female. So she languished in their house. The family already had a cat, a male who is indoor / outdoor. The mom did not bother to buy kitten food, and of course the unfixed male had no use for a kitten, so the wee one spent most of her time under the sofa. My next door neighbor (InLoveWithAnimals on here, Justin in real life) knew about her and came to visit us often, saw how I treated my cats. One day -- June 25, 2005 - he showed up at my door. I thought he was coming to visit again. When I opened the door, he had his wagon with a cover over it, and he picked up and showed me this wee kitten! Then he told me the story, and said he spoke to the mom and she said he could have her. No fee, she didn't want "the thing." And he brought it to me, as planned all along! :p So I asked him to name her, and he said Crystal.
Back then, she had ringworm on her head, just above the eyes. So I had to bathe her regularly, and leave the medicated shampoo on for 5 minutes (or whatever it was, I forget). So I'd wrap her in a towel and Dad would walk around holding her and talking to her, to keep her warm. She was quite underweight at this point, needless to say. I also had to phone the woman and let her know as most likely her boys had it too. She couldn't have cared less! She told me, "if you don't want her send her back." UGH! Anyway, this is how she became "Dad's cat," she really bonded with him. To this day, she flirts with him shamelessly, sleeps with him, snuggles with him, follows him around. It is very sweet to see.
Me? I am clearly her slave and nothing more, lol.
