elminster20
08-14-2009, 12:44 PM
I have two cats that I dote on. Very much. I'm also a 27 year old man with two very large tattoos that cover the majority of my body and few piercings as well. I don't exactly fit the mold of a cat-lover but... So what, right?
I found out last night that even I let my preconceived notions get the better of me once in a while. I was spending time with a friend of mine, at her house, watching tv and playing with her new puppy. Her friend, Matt, came over. I took one look and IMMEDIATELY assumed the worst. He was a big muscular guy, black clothes, dark makeup, chains and piercings and all the rest that scream 'goth' with the first glance. He also had a bag with him. And when he sat down, a three legged cat crawled out and perched his shoulder. I had to ask and it turns out....... A few years ago Matt was living in a crappy apartment in a crappy building. His neighbour was a real trouble maker, loud parties, screaming fights with girlfriends, awful smells, and just plain rudeness. Every so often he would hear meowing from the apartment but never thought much of it. Until he saw a scrawny little cat in the hallway one morning. Picked him up and petted him. The neighbour came out and grabbed the cat to take back inside but I guess from then on Matt was on his guard. He woke in the middle of the night one night to an awful screeching coming from the apartment next to his and ran in to the hall. He kicked the door down, saw what had happened, that the guy had, apparently purposefully, slammed the bathroom door on his cat's leg, decked the guy, and took the cat to an all night animal hospital. The cat, named Gus now, had to have the hind leg amputated, and Matt had to find a new place to live, but they've been together ever since. Apparently, wherever Matt goes, so goes Gus. And you can see the connection the two have, sitting on the couch. Matt leaves for the washroom and Gus goes inside with him. He gets handfed and cooed at and petted. So Matt, the angry 'goth', worships his cat, and I got a pretty good lesson about never judging someone just because they look a certain way.
And Gus didn't bat an eye at the puppy, although the puppy went insane most of the time:)
I found out last night that even I let my preconceived notions get the better of me once in a while. I was spending time with a friend of mine, at her house, watching tv and playing with her new puppy. Her friend, Matt, came over. I took one look and IMMEDIATELY assumed the worst. He was a big muscular guy, black clothes, dark makeup, chains and piercings and all the rest that scream 'goth' with the first glance. He also had a bag with him. And when he sat down, a three legged cat crawled out and perched his shoulder. I had to ask and it turns out....... A few years ago Matt was living in a crappy apartment in a crappy building. His neighbour was a real trouble maker, loud parties, screaming fights with girlfriends, awful smells, and just plain rudeness. Every so often he would hear meowing from the apartment but never thought much of it. Until he saw a scrawny little cat in the hallway one morning. Picked him up and petted him. The neighbour came out and grabbed the cat to take back inside but I guess from then on Matt was on his guard. He woke in the middle of the night one night to an awful screeching coming from the apartment next to his and ran in to the hall. He kicked the door down, saw what had happened, that the guy had, apparently purposefully, slammed the bathroom door on his cat's leg, decked the guy, and took the cat to an all night animal hospital. The cat, named Gus now, had to have the hind leg amputated, and Matt had to find a new place to live, but they've been together ever since. Apparently, wherever Matt goes, so goes Gus. And you can see the connection the two have, sitting on the couch. Matt leaves for the washroom and Gus goes inside with him. He gets handfed and cooed at and petted. So Matt, the angry 'goth', worships his cat, and I got a pretty good lesson about never judging someone just because they look a certain way.
And Gus didn't bat an eye at the puppy, although the puppy went insane most of the time:)