We opted for the black one with the white thumbprint on her chest. She’s a portly pepperpot, alright. We’ll have to make sure she gets no more food than our other cat. At age 7, the shelter called her a “senior,” but to me, that’s middle aged for a cat. Whatever. I got the discount for adopting a “senior.” She’s got her front claws, and at her weight, I doubt our Wegie will get anywhere trying to boss her around. They’ll each carve out their own space in due time. For now, she’s hiding under the bed in one of the guest bedrooms, which is normal for a cat in a new environment. She’ll let us know when she wants out.
She was renamed Monica by the shelter. Her original name was Monkey. Monica suits her much better, and fits with her portly pepperpot physique.
Look at that face. The girl’s got Cattitude, with a capital C! No way is Greta ever going to get away with messing with this one. Monica reminds me of Pluto at the Poe Museum, if Pluto’s the one with the white smudge on his chest — but in a fat, female version.
Evidently, she’s already lost some weight while she was at the shelter. She’d been adopted out once before, but was returned because that family had a toddler who kept harassing her to the point where she’d fight back. Keep the kid, or keep the cat? No brainer. So, now she lives with us.
Beautiful!
What a pretty black kitty! My own dilute tortie Gypsy is 16. Ran into an ex boyfriend yesterday and he was shocked when he asked if I lived in the same place and I told him ‘yep with the same cat you knew’ LOL
I thought Greta (dilute tortie Wegie) was a big cat, until we nabbed Monica. We’ll get a better idea of what she should weigh when we get her into our vet for her initial checkup. I’d guess somewhere in the 11-12 lb. range would be about right.
So far, Monica has decided that staying under a bed is not ideal, and she’s exploring the house, watched over by Greta. Greta doesn’t like catnip, so it’s the one thing I can give Monica that won’t be stolen by the other cat.
It’ll be interesting to see the bed wars dynamic. Which one sleeps on top of me vs. at my feet? We probably won’t know for a few more days, but Monica is settling in really fast.
That’s great to hear Monica is settling in so well. Getting cat nip to herself is a pretty nice treat.
Yep, I know that feeling. I had gotten my old girl in college as a kitten…she lived to 18.5 until I had to euthanize her.
People always were in shock she was still alive and lived with me. We moved 7 times together. I miss that cat every day.
I miss every cat I’ve ever owned, but I do console myself with the knowledge that they all were happy with me, even if it was only for another 7-8 years. I adopted my first cat as a kitten, but every one after that has been in the 5-10 range, in people years. Most have made it to 16-17.
Had to have my Balrog put down a few weeks ago. Your Monica looks just like him except Balrog had tears in his ears from many (successful) ights with the other neighbourhood moggies.
*fights
Aww. So sad. R.I.P. Balrog. You had many good fights under your belt.
RIP Balrog 🙁
Awww…welcome Monica. She’s a beauty. Hope the dogs leave her alone.
She’s a beauty! It was 6 months ago today I had to euthanize Odetta, and I can’t get over how much I miss her. I still cry sometimes thinking about her.
Having said that, seeing others adopt from the shelter always makes me feel good. When I’m ready, I’ll be doing the same thing.
Oh, I’m so sorry to hear about Odetta. That sucks.
Nice! And, duh, you always choose the cat over the kid.
I almost feel like running a “caption this” contest for that picture of Monica.
“Yo, bitch, whatchu be lookin’ at?”
“I dare you!”
“You want a piece of me? BRING IT!”
She is supercute!
Now I feel like going to the RSPCA shelter too!
My cat didn’t die but I’m still sad and miss her terribly! She moved to the old lady down the road… she prefers the food there. She gets served cooked dinners there. Sadly I have to work and can’t cook three times a day for my pets. At my house they only get cat food…
All our critters are fed dry kibble twice a day — first thing in the morning, and late afternoon/early evening, When we first adopted Greta a little over a year ago, she looked at the dry food, and turned up her nose at it: “You call this stuff food?” The very next morning, she got with the program.
I’m thrilled to see that Monica is rather protective of her food bowl, whether or not there’s kibble in it. Greta used to try to steal Mo’s leftovers if he didn’t eat his meal quickly enough, so we had to lock him in one of the bedrooms for a half hour or so to make sure he got the food instead of Greta. If I take away Monica’s bowl with some food left in it, she doesn’t protest, but if Greta gets anywhere near it, Monica will give her a “back off, bitch” hiss. Mo was very sweet, but he was a wuss. Monica is no such thing.
Best thing of all, so far? Monica managed to hop up on our bed this evening, and sprawl out smack dab in the middle. I doubt she made the jump all the way up there directly from the floor. Anyway, it doesn’t matter whether she used the toy chest at the foot of the bed as a step stool of sorts. The fact is that she’s horning in on Greta’s territory. It may be passive-aggressive, but I don’t think Greta’s ever had her status challenged before by another cat.
At this early stage, I’m trying to tread a fine line between checking on Monica so often that she feels harassed, and paying too little attention to her. Then, there’s the issue of making sure that Greta gets the same level of attention she’s used to receiving.
So far, so good. Both cats seem to accept our dog as just another member of the household.
I need to call our vet Tuesday morning (Monday is a national holiday) to make an appointment for Monica. We have her medical records, but only as far back as April, when she arrived at the shelter. She’s up to date on her vaccines, and the worst of it seems to be that she was too obese when she arrived at the SPCA to clean herself properly. That seems to no longer be an issue, although she still needs to lose a fairly significant amount of weight.
She’s gorgeous!
That is one gorgeous cat! 🙂