I know that it takes alot of time and patience introducing cats. However, last night was the last straw. After thinking long and hard about it, I've noticed that Coco isn't happy here. She either hides in the bathroon in her snug sack or she's up on the dishwasher sunning herself. She's very happy and purring one-on-one with me. But the minute one of the other cats, especially Moo, comes into the room, her whole demeanor changes.
Last night she went after Moo, leaving quite a few puncture marks. It's apparent that Coco needs to be an only cat, one that can interact with her human one-on-one.
A man by the name of Charles (won't reveal his last name) was inquiring about a Sphynx named Kringle, that one of my friends had in her rescue organization. This is the email he wrote her. It tugged at my heart strings. Kringle was already adopted at that point.
Please read on:
Hi, Linda. I came across your posting for Kringle this afternoon, and
I've barely been able to stop thinking about him, so I knew I'd have to
write you right away. You see, aside from the fact that my little
Osiris had one blue eye and one green eye, Kringle looks just like him. I
lost my little O to a heart murmur that led to an enlarged heart almost
a year ago. Needless to say, Osiris' end was a very difficult time for
both of us. Like Kringle, Osiris was an adoption, except that I knew
in advance of O's condition and that it would require lots of
maintenance and TLC... but still result in his untimely passing. Even though I
only had a little more than 3 short years with him, I wouldn't trade a
second or a penny I spent with him. Now, I have a feeling I'm ready to
have another little guy running around the place. I'm hopeful that'll
be Kringle.
So... why me? Well, I know just about everything a non-vet can know
about Sphynx! LOL Okay, maybe that's an exaggeration, but I certainly
did my best to consume every big of knowledge I could "get my brain on"
while O was around. He had special dietary needs and limitations, and I
was very careful about his skin (keeping him clean as well as out of
direct sunlight... which was easy since his favorite windows got
afternoon sun). Obviously, I came to know a good deal about heart conditions and existing complications that arise from feline over-breeding. I
guess, in the end, I knew someone needed to love and care for Osiris and I
was only too happy to be the guy.
Arranging for you to speak to my vet won't be a problem. The vet we
went to (Dr. *) is only a few blocks from here. I am a 35-year old
actor and graphic designer in New York City (in Midtown, not far from
Times Square) with an income more than adequate to handle a Sphynx's
needs, both daily/general and medical/dental. My apartment is about 850
square feet and very cat-friendly, comfortable and carpeted. If you'd
like to speak with me further, just shoot me back a response or give me a
call at *******. Hopefully we'll be able to arrange a time to
discuss things and meet up. Whatever the case, thanks so much for your
time and for all you do....
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Linda put me in touch with Charles and we spoke at great length about the breed and how passionate we are about them. I told him that MooShoo is my soulmate and I believe that Coco can be his. She will be a spoiled princess. He will be taking the train to New Haven sometime over next weekend. The only problem is Amtrak doesn't allow pets onboard. He may very well have to take a bus. :(
