Monday, December 31, 2007

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF… MY PERSIAN CAT GUS

Could anyone ever be so lucky as I? As I was looking through our local newspaper classifieds one day, I saw it. The ad that changed my life: PERSIAN CAT FREE TO GOOD HOME. Now this ad has got to be a misprint, I thought to myself. Nobody ever gives away Persians cats for free.

Not wasting any time, I dialed the number as fast as I could and as my luck would have it, someone answered. The lady on the other end of the phone told me that she still had the cat, he was FREE and that I could come and look at him. The minute I laid eyes on him, I was hooked and this was the beginning of a day in the life of my cat GUS.

A Garfield mini-me, minus the orange stripes and painted smutty shaded-silver, Gus came into our lives and there hasn’t been a dull moment since. Now he is the typical sleep all day cat, but when the sun goes down and the moon comes out, watch out!

Gus has designed a pretty unique nighttime routine. I was onto his game when I kept hearing a lot of thumping and bumping in the night after I’d gone to bed. I decided before I got on the phone with ghost hunters, I’d investigate the noise myself and to my surprise, Gus was the one behind the racket. It amazed me to see what he was doing. My acrobatic cat was jumping onto the back of my lazy boy chair, sailing through the air and diving onto my kitchen table. He slid across the table from one end to the other and made a perfect landing onto the floor. Now this would be something a cat might try once, but I’m not so sure they should keep doing it over and over again.

Now in a perfect world I could ask Gus myself, “What is your problem?” and he would gladly tell me what’s really going through his mind when he sails across my kitchen table in the middle of the night. Now I’m sure cats get board laying around all day and need some entertainment to pacify the time, but what about all the fancy cat stuff I’ve bought him? Isn’t that what every perfect cat owner is supposed to do? But Gus has turned his nose up to all of it. I brought home a nice cat-climbing gym and he looked at it and ran. Not to mention a cathouse, a cat bed and a cat scratching post. No matter what special cat item I offer him, he will have none of it. Just give him a cardboard box, and it’s like heaven to him. He will play in it for hours. Talk about saving money and time.


Gus has been such a joy to me ever since I brought him home and everybody that comes to my house falls in love with him and wants to take him home. “You can’t have my cat,” I tell them. It was fate that brought us together and I would be so lost without my Gus-Gus. Not to mention life would be ever so boring.

Do you have a cat story to tell?