Have Your Cats Spayed and Neutered Before They Multiply Like Gremlins

Do you like cats? Maybe you are a cat lady as everyone likes to tease people who have more than one, two, or three, to spare? I consider myself the original Catwoman. Remember how Michelle Pfeiffer died in the first BATMAN movie, and all the kitties crowded in on her and breathed her back to life? Well, I don’t know, but my cats just might love me enough to do that if something tragic happened to me. (laughing)

It’s amazing to me how they tend to multiply overnight. I started with one cat; my Birdee, then in a year’s time she was pregnant. See, when I became her owner, I was unaware of how old she was. My niece Kayla brought her to me after she found her wandering on the road. Birdee was an orange kitty, and everyone who knows me knows I always wanted an orange kitty like Garfield. However, Birdee was a girl, and she was quite furry instead of fat and striped with belly hanging to the ground. Even so, she was a pretty little cat, and I kept her. I miscalculated her age, because she got pregnant extremely fast, as she consistently wanted outside so she could chase birds, squirrels and things such as that.

Now, I had four cats; Birdee, and her three kittens all females. I named them Coraline, Chessie, and Cali; very rare colored gray and orange calicos.

Isn’t it truly amazing how cats or animals of all kinds grab their own personalities?

Chessie is a lot like Birdee, very to herself. She doesn’t bother with any other cat and only will let me pet her. Birdee is exactly the same. She actually just fed these three she delivered until they were old enough to eat on their own, then she vamoosed! Adios Amigos! See you later, you are not my children. I just adopted you out to Missy!

Anyway, Coraline wants so badly to be an indoor cat, she loves to be petted by anybody, and she loves to eat. She is sweet, but the most aggravating cat you will ever come in contact with. She is the Flash when you open the door, she is inside before you can even blink. So aggravating!!

Now, Cali, she is somewhat of a loner too, but she will let you pet her for a little while as long as you don’t tarry too long. All three have very different cat personalities, and it’s really amusing to watch.

So, here I go, time to start the spaying process. No more cats PLEASE!!! So I had my Birdee fixed, and I thought I had time to do the others, but they got pregnant before I made that very crucial appointment, and you guessed it, more kitties! So Chessie went into a great depression, and as she definitely was expectant, she somehow wasn’t one day. It was very weird! The vet informed me that some cats will hate being pregnant so much they actually make themselves abort. I couldn’t believe that but figured it had to be true.

Coraline had a litter of three; Elsa, Charming, and Aurora. Yep, I named them after Disney's princesses and princes. Don’t laugh!

Cali also had a litter of three as well; Thor, Lokie, and Medusa. Mmhm, you got it, named after my favorite gods and goddesses. They matched pretty darn well to their characters I must say. Thor is white with a raccoon tail and gorgeous blue eyes. Lokie was solid black with piercing green eyes, and Medusa was a tiger stripe kitty with lovely melting sea-foam green eyes.

Now, if you have kept count, at this point I have accumulated ten cats, and the spaying process just got a little more difficult. I then had Chessie and Cali spayed, but was too late before Ms. Cora’s milkshake brought all the boys to the yard; if you get what I’m saying? Pregnant again!!

At this point, I have three cats spayed and one pregnant again. Coraline then has her second litter of four, three months later. Now I have; Butter and Toffee, and Pumpkin and Patch. Butter Toffee, Pumpkin Patch, yeah, you got it, combo names who could be one. I’m clever like that. (laughing at myself again) I have fourteen furry feline mouths to feed now and believe me, they get fed very well.

Back to the vet to get Coraline fixed after she finished weaning her children from feeding off of her. And I was feeling pretty comfortable at this point. I had Birdee, Chessie, Cali, and Coraline fixed, and the others still had a few months before they were ready to go, but it’s almost time for Elsa, Aurora, and Medusa to go. I had plans to do the males last as they aren’t as much of a threat as long as the females are fixed.

So, I did indeed get to Elsa, Aurora, and Medusa before they had a litter. I thought, Yay! I’m getting better at calculating when it is time.

In between this, I am sad to say that we lost a few kitties. First, we lost Charming. I don’t know what happened to him, one day he was gone, and all I can hope is that he was picked up by some nice folks. Then there was Lokie some months later, who must have gone out scouting across the street in the woods, but unfortunately, my little panther wasn’t swift enough to make it back across the street before a car hit him.

So now, fourteen have become twelve, and the last two girls are growing rapidly. Here I go off to the vet again, to get Pumpkin and Patch spayed. Except for one problem, Pumpkin has somehow hurt her leg. It isn’t broken, I could tell that, but as I always have to wait for the “No More Homeless Pets Program” to come around in order to fix my cats for a price I can afford, I knew I would not be able to afford a vet bill for a leg that I knew was just a sprang. So, Patches was off to get fixed and Pumpkin needed to heal at home first.

In the meantime, we lost two more kitties, my son’s favorite; Toffee, and also Aurora. To this day I have told him someone must have picked him up, but the real truth is Toffee also was hit by a car, as was Aurora a few months apart. My cats are always on my back porch, but they apparantly roam at night. Some of them have been unlucky crossing the road to the woods, while some truly have nine lives. Birdee is a cat that crosses that street daily, and she is the first cat I ever had, and I believe her keen sense will make her the last. It is very hard when these things happen, but when you live close to woods in a rural area, it's kind of inevitable. Now we have ten.

Patiently waiting for Pumpkin to heal, which didn’t take long, a few weeks, I immediately called for an appointment to get her fixed. Uh oh! The “No More Homeless Pets Program” has run out of funds in order to help us poor pet owners out, but they promise to keep me informed when it’s back up. At this point, I just accept the inevitable; more kitties are coming. Like clockwork, my Pumpkin who is basically still a baby herself, was going to have a litter. Three months later, we welcomed three little kitties; Percy, Pascal, and Piper. All P’s this time. Where do I get these brilliant ideas??

At this point, the count is at thirteen I THINK , and time starts to tick down until the little girl in the group is old enough or either her mom gets PG again. Called the vet, and the program is still not up yet. I found Piper a home at my sister’s house, and I just got the two male kitties. That would have saved me if it wasn’t for Pumpkin not being fixed yet.

Boy, let me tell you, this cat is certainly fertile. It was no time before she was pregnant again. Yep, just had her second litter of four; kittens, who are right now, at this moment, tiny little kitties taking a nap beside me in their kitty crib. By the way, I named them; Rossalie, Veto, Stanley, and Stella; That's right, two of each. Finally, no great plan for the names. I was actually exhausted and let a friend name two of them, and just settled the other two with whatever popped in my head first.

Two weeks ago, I lost another cat. She suddenly became ill, she had no signs of bites, but she had lost her appetite and could not come out of it. I have to think she either ate something that poisoned her system or she got hit by a car and had internal injuries. Medusa with the pretty eyes is now gone as well.

Count them up folks!! I have fifteen cats at this moment. Minus Piper who is now with my sister, and my beloved little Medusa.

I still need to push and get Pumpkin fixed, and afterwards I’m starting on the other two little female kitties when they are old enough. Next, it will be the males turn to get neutered.

This has been a difficult hub to write, but I wanted to bring awareness to the importance of spay and neutering. I do still have fifteen cats; however, that is mostly because I have a nine-year-old son who absolutely refuses to let me give them away. He loves these cats. Of course it is a heavy burden on me sometimes, but my cats are fed well. If there comes a time that I feel they are becoming too much for me to afford, I will try to find them some nice homes. Hopefully soon, I will have Pumpkin spayed, and then in about five months the little female kittens. That will take care of the big issue. Then I will work on getting the Males fixed. Once all are fixed it should take care of a lot of headache for me. Wish Me Luck!!

Now for a funny little poem about my life as a cat owner, and the importance of having your pets, not only cats, spayed and neutered.

Cats, cats, some beautiful

and black, some not so

nice, a nasty attack.

Claws that slice like

razor blades. Tails

that whip lasso slaps.

Eyes they pierce beauty

of blues, yellows, and green,

such unique and pretty color

schemes.

Some are gentle. Others are

not, but I have to say, all

my cats love me lots.

I can do no wrong in their

sight, as long as I feed

them and cuddle them

tight.

However, some cats can be

mysterious indeed.

There are days they will love

you and cuddle in your lap,

then the next

grab an attitude with a

hiss and a slap.

So just be aware of

their catitude, and

don’t forget to have

your pets spayed or

neutered.