Hi! My name is Catalina. I am a young blogger who has a reputation as The Feline Queen! I love felines so much that I started this website, The Feline Universe, so I could let other people learn about felines! I’ve been writing since last August, and I’ve managed to make 31 posts! Anyways, here’s a bit of info about myself:
I have two awesome kitties, a big sister, and my mom and dad. I’m very lucky to have such a great family. I started studying felines around when I adopted my first cat, Shadow, in 2017. I realized that felines were in trouble, so I started trying to help them. My first act was trying to get a second cat. Since my family is awesome, I succeeded! I got Domino in January 2018. Then, last August I started this website. At first I wasn’t such a great writer, but I soon improved. Even when I’m busy, I still try to work on my website. I really want to help felines, and so should YOU! Remember, anything is possible! We can do it!
I hope you liked learning about how Shadow was adopted! Today I’ll be telling you the story of Domino, my other kitty!
Domino the Crazy Kitty
About half a year after I adopted Shadow, I realized so many people had multiple cats. I wanted to be one of those people. So I started my long journey of asking my parents for another cat. I asked them everyday, I made little signs saying; ADOPT A CAT!! , and I came up with a list of reasons to adopt another cat. Eventually, my parents decided to go look at some kitties. This time we were going to go to two places. The first one was good old Montclair Township Animal Shelter (MTAS), which had become our local animal shelter. There were more kittens than when we went to adopt Shadow, but I didn’t feel any connection towards then as I had with Shadow. I did see a young 4 month old kitten named Rose. She was strikingly beautiful, with patched of black, orange, and a bit of white. I noticed that her eye seemed a bit swollen, and I asked a volunteer was that was about. She told me it was because there was something wrong with her eye, and since they were going to give her surgery, we couldn’t adopt her. I felt disappointed, but I wished her well and me and my family then drove to the next place.
It was called Cameron Small Animal Hospital (CAH), but they had cats up for adoption too. When we came in, we waited for the nurse to finish her appointment. Finally we were called to enter. She asked us what type of cat we were looking for, so we described it. The nurse then left to get to first group of cats. Excited, I talked to my family about what we could name the cat. We came up with names like Muffin, Sam, Kitty, and many others. After a few minutes, the nurse came back with another assistant. I tried to resist jumping up and down, for the nurse and the assistant were carrying two kittens each. They all looked like they were siblings, because they were all black and white. “There are 1 male and 3 females in this litter.” The nurse told us. “The male is the most affectionate, so I would recommend him.” The kittens were VERY CUTE, but one in particular caught my eye. She was one of the females, with white paws, the ones in the back slightly longer so it looked like she had boots.
After spending a good 20 minutes with the litter, the nurse and assistant brought in another kitty. She was actually not as young as the 4 month old litter we had just saw. Her name was Jellybean, and she was beautiful! Jellybean had patches of orange and black over her white fur. To be honest, the patches really did look like jellybeans! She wasn’t as shy as the last group, and she loved those belly rubs! The nurse sadly told us that Jellybean, who was about 7 months old, had lived here ever since she was born. The reason for this was because Jellybean hadn’t been as friendly like now. I wanted to adopt her, but I could tell she was going to get adopted soon.
After we left, we went to Domino’s Pizza to order some yummy pizza! While we waited, I told my family that I was interested in the kitty with the white boots. It was decided. We would try to get in touch with the nurse as soon as we can. We tried to come up with some more names. We looked around and tried to find names that we could name her. Marble, Cookie, Pizza, and even Chicken didn’t fit. Suddenly my dad grinned. “The cat is black and white, right? What about Domino?” I clapped my hands excitedly. It was perfect. A domino is usually black and white, like the cat! Plus we would always know that we ate pizza after looking at all these kitties. We adopted Domino a few days after, and all was well…
One of the reasons I’m so intent on saving the felines is because I know they’re suffering. I can compare my cats’ feelings with their cousins’ feelings, and I feel sympathy for them. Today I’ll tell you a bit more about my cats, and how I came to adopt them.
Shadow, The Shy Guardian Angel
First things first, Shadow is VERY shy. That’s one of the reasons I adopted her. I’d started to study cats that year, and I became a bit motivated to adopt one. I begged my family until they finally decided to only SEE the cats, not adopt any, as a late birthday present. So we went to Montclair Township Animal Shelter, also called M.T.AS. It was a shelter that had their own website, so I checked out some of the cats on the website the day before we visited them. I had noticed a cat called Espresso, who was said to be very shy and prefers to be adopted with her sister. I felt bad for her, so I decided to keep an eye out for her and her sister. When we first arrived, I was in a state of shock and excitement. Why? Because there were SO MANY CATS!!! I wished I could adopt all of them. The cats seemed to be sleeping, and there weren’t many kittens. I suddenly noticed a black fur of ball race across the room and under one of the cages. I crouched and immediately knew that was Expresso. I didn’t see her sister…but I didn’t concentrate on that though. I was too amazed by the beauty of Espresso to be worried that moment. She was warmed by the deep black coat of hers, turning a dark caramel in the sunlight. As she stared at me in fear, her dark pupils widened and her emerald eyes became the cutest thing I had ever seen. I held out my hand for her to sniff, and she lashed out and gave me a thin scratch. Okay, maybe it wasn’t love at first sight for her, but I was still determined to make her trust me. I decided to leave her alone for now and check out some other cats.
Now that I had left Expresso, I had become a bit worried about her sister. “Where’s Expresso’s sister?” I asked one of the volunteers standing there. “I don’t know, she might’ve already been adopted, in the other room, or…other reasons…” Me being a very young 8 year old, the volunteer probably thought I didn’t suspect the other reason, which was the shelter thought there were too many cats and had to euthanize some of them, including Expresso’s sister. Even though that wasn’t that likely, I now realize, because if Espresso is shyer than her sister, wouldn’t she have gotten euthanized too? As I pondered where Expresso’s sister could be, I heard a closet door open. I noticed an elegant grey tabby cat with long hair sitting on top of one of the cabinets inside the closet.
I slowly approached the cat to find the cat rubbing it’s hand against mine. I started petting her slowly, scratching her chin like most cats liked. After a while of me petting her, she let out a sound that sounded like she was blowing a kiss. I asked the same volunteer what that meant. “She’s actually blowing you a kiss!” The volunteer announced cheerfully. Me not knowing what to make of that, I went back to the cat, who I found was named Velour and was 3 years old. I made the same sound that she had made to me. As I continued petting her, I wondered who I should adopt. Expresso had turned out to be only 4 months old, and I knew nothing about her sister. My heart grew heavy as I made my choice. If I left Espresso and adopted Velour, she would most likely get euthanized. If I adopted Expresso, Velour would probably get adopted. I told my parents what I had decided, and to my surprise they said we could adopt Expresso today! We told the people at the shelter, and then we left them while we bought supplies for Espresso. When we came back they were still struggling to trap Espresso and put her in the carrier, but they finally managed it. As we rode home, I told my parents how guilty I felt about leaving Velour, but my mom assured me that she would continue to volunteer and wouldn’t let them euthanize Velour. A few days later, she told me that Velour had been adopted, and all the sadness that I’d been feeling went away. As months went by, I grew a close bond with Espresso, who we renamed Shadow. She would sleep with me at night, and I would be her loyal human forever! The only thing that still bothers me is what happened to her sister…
This took longer than I expected to write, so I’ll be cutting this article into two parts. This is the first part, about Shadow! I’ll be making part two as soon as I can, but right now I hope you enjoyed!