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Pussycat Tales

(an amusing look at a lifetime with cats)

 

We have always had cats. Just a few months after our marriage nearly 40 years ago, Mark’s friend found a stray kitten on the road. The kitten’s mom had been struck by a car; the kitten was about 3-weeks old, too young to be without its mama. The friend wanted to keep the tiny orange tabby kitten but his wife was deathly allergic so instead he looked for a good home. That’s when he spoke to Mark and that is when Pumpkin joined our family.

I was so excited. I had kitten food and play toys waiting. Mark put Pumps down on the floor and he found the food right away. We had to show him his litter box but he did well even the first time. Then I picked the little orange ball of fur into my lap and completely melted when he put his ear against my tummy and promptly fell asleep. He grew quickly and learned to shadow box with my dad while standing on his haunches (the cat, not my dad).

We were preparing for Passover and brought a 5-lb package of matzo into the kitchen when we got an emergency call and had to run into the city. We were gone for two days and my neighbor looked in on Pumps making sure that he had fresh food and water. When we got back, our kitten was happy to see us… he was also terribly constipated. In our absence Pumpkin had decided to sample a corner of EVERY piece of matzo. The poor thing needed kitty laxatives!

We moved into a ground floor condo with a back door patio; since he was an indoor cat, Pumps enjoyed the openness of the full length patio door view. Soon after a little grey tabby appeared outside on our patio with nose pressed against the sliding glass door. We couldn’t open the door without this little guy walking in as if he belonged there. Pumpkin hissed at the grey tabby, the grey cat hissed back. We brought the grey tabby to the shelter and hoped they would find a home, they told us he had 48-hours. The next morning, around 14- hours later, Mark went back to the shelter and adopted a little grey tabby we named Dusty.

After a few more hisses, Dusty and Pumpkin became best friends. They spent several lazy days together basking in the sun of our bedroom windowsill (inside only). The windowsill was just a few feet from the outside ground so if anyone was walking on the lawn, they would pass right by the window (we usually kept our curtains closed). The day a loose Doberman Pincher decided to growl at Dusty as he rested peacefully on the inside sill, he frightened the cat. That was when Pumpkin reared up on his haunches between Dusty and the window screen and let out the loudest shrieking hiss I have ever heard. I kid you not, the Doberman whimpered and ran.

It was chaotic with two balls of fur, one orange and one grey, seemingly flying across the 26-foot long living/dining area. We brought Dusty to the vet for a checkup and were told that the cat was “mildly retarded” and would never grow to full size or full cat mental maturity. Supposedly there was some kind of disproportionate ratio of bone to cartilage???? We were told the cat wouldn’t survive if he had to fend for himself outside. So he always remained a bit kittenish which Pumpkin didn’t seem to mind, he just took care of him even more.

The outside patio seemed to be our weakness as yet another furry faced critter pressed his nose to the glass. We resisted. Longing eyes looked on as Pumpkin and Dusty played, ate and caused havoc. We still resisted. This longhaired steel grey and white cat slept on our patio and was there to greet us each night as we came home from work. At first we didn’t feed him knowing that would be tantamount to an invitation. Eventually we gave in when he meowed at feeding time for our tabby cats. A little boy came to the patio one day and called the cat TJ. When the cat responded to the little boy I was thrilled – he went home that night.

The respite was short lived as the fur ball wound up on our patio again the next morning…

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The Many Faces of Chelle Cordero is a single author collection of short stories featuring Introduction, Pussycat Tails, Holiday Happiness, Not Alone, I Swear That Raccoon Just Knocked on the Door, Stormy Weather, A Mother’s Love, More Than a Friend, The Meeting, and The Vacation. Something for everyone… humor, drama, passion, suspense, and more! Chelle Cordero’s first short story collection gives the reader a glimpse into her writer’s mind, with humor, poignancy, love, suspense, and more with these short stories.

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from the short story 

Not Alone

I ignored the changing numbers on the alarm clock as long as I could. I still refused to believe that anything that had happened over the past few days was real. It was all a nightmare, that’s all.

As my toes sought the warmth of my slippers, the tears began to fall again. No matter how many times I tried to deny it, my best friend was buried yesterday. They wouldn’t let Jordan come to the cemetery; every-one blamed him. Even me.

For the two days that Jordan had been hospitalized, they kept him under a suicide watch. That angered him. Not because he wanted to commit suicide, but because it meant that people thought he would want to take “the coward’s way out” as he put it and avoid facing what had happened. He said it wasn’t his fault, but he still blamed himself.

I left the party that night early, too early to know everything that had transpired. Kimmie’s boyfriend dumped her, he left her at the party while he went home with another girl. She was upset and she drank more than she should have. Actually, she shouldn’t have been drinking at all; most of the folks at the party were under the legal drinking age – but that’s another issue altogether.

Eventually Kimmie wanted to go home and, as it was explained to me, she had trouble even holding onto the keys from her handbag. So Jordan offered to drive her. He drank a beer early in the evening; he was one of the few who could legally, and then he hadn’t had anything else. That was hours earlier. The cops even said that his blood alcohol level was well below the legal limits. Jordan was just trying to be a nice guy; besides, he had once had a thing for Kimmie.

I visited Jordan in his hospital room right after I heard about the accident. I didn’t even know that Kimmie was dead yet. Jordan was devastated. He didn’t need to have his friend’s condition confirmed; he knew…

stories included

Pussycat Tales
You never really own a cat, but they do rule the household.

Holiday Happiness
Flashy gifts can come with hefty price-tags, but it’s the memories that are priceless.

Not Alone
Sometimes forgiveness seems impossible, but then so is turning your back on a friend.

I Swear That Raccoon Just Knocked on the Door
Take one city girl and send her camping in the woods for a tale of humor and triumph.

Stormy Weather
The ominous skies and howling winds of a hurricane lead to an unexpected and warmhearted friendship.

A Mother’s Love
When her child is hurt, there isn’t anything a mother wouldn’t do to make it better.

More Than a Friend
Best friends become lovers and share a lifetime together.

The Meeting
From a random meeting in the south during WW2 to a marriage and love that lasts for an eternity.

The Vacation
An erotic respite was just what she needed, the man who delivered was what she wanted.

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Throughout the month of October I posted 15 installments
of my humorous look at life with felines,
Pussy Cat Tales from
The Many Faces of Chelle Cordero short story collection

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