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When my Friends Kidnapped a Cat

Updated on August 23, 2012

In my lifetime, I have owned at one point or another five cats, none of which I have acquired through normal means. I use "normal" loosely because I originally thought adding a cat to your family had a more structured plan. I don't know, something like:

  1. Decide you want a cat
  2. Go to a local shelter
  3. Pick out a cat
  4. ????
  5. Profit

But no. That's not how I've ever acquired a cat. You see, life just loves to throw little surprises at me.

One of our cats was guilt tripped on us from our church, another was found unharmed in the engine of a car. One even waked into our home one day and just didn't leave. But it wasn't until I moved out of my parents' place and got an apartment with my boyfriend that I think we discovered one of the more "unique" methods of acquiring a cat.

A week prior to the eventual arrival of the cat, my boyfriend and I had been debating the subject of pets. What kind of pet should we get? Would we have the time to take care of it? Could we even afford a pet? We had only just started living on our own for a few months and money was tight. But, we both missed having our own pet.

The main problem we were having, however, was the fact he was a dog person while I was a cat person. I have no problems with dogs. I've just never owned one myself. Plus, I only like big dopey dogs that think they're lap dogs.

Obviously, most apartments don't allow large breads.

My boyfriend, on the other hand, just didn't really have much luck with cats. He had too many bad experiences with moody cats which made him apprehensive of new cats.

Eventually, we kind of just decided to hold off getting a pet all together.

Fast forward a week: I'm at my job when I discover a voice mail on my cell from my best friend. I listen to it, but can't understand what my friend is saying at all and I can't figure out whether she is laughing hysterically or crying hysterically.

I become very concerned.

I frantically start calling her back, pacing in the back of the store, assuming the worst. As I always do. Finally, I am able to get through.

"Hey!" she says in a peppy manner.

"Hey...Are you okay?"

"Yeah! But we have a bit of a problem."

"Okay..."

"Me and Amanda kinda stole a cat and neither one of us can keep it. Do you think you could take it?"

"...Wah?"

"You've been saying you want a cat! And it's just so cute. Where are you?"

"I'm at work."

"Great! We'll be right over!"

*click*

Luckily, it was a slow shift and I've been blessed with a manager that lets me take care of sudden and sporadic personal issues.

As I waited for my friends to arrive, I debated with myself of what to do. I couldn't just adopt a cat without consulting my boyfriend first. I wasn't even certain I had the means to take care of a cat. Yet, the thought of sending it to a shelter broke my heart. Even though I knew plenty of no kill shelters, I still felt wrong abandoning this homeless creature.

Well, as least I thought it was homeless. More on that later.

Soon, my friends arrived and were pressing this adorable kitten up to the window. I rushed outside, held the kitten in my arms and I instantly melted. What I thought was going to be a full grown cat was actually a two month old baby.

In an instant, I wanted it. How could I send this adorable kitten back on the streets? What kinda of monster would I be? The only problem I could see was convincing my boyfriend.

My friends held onto the cat while I was at work and even picked up my boyfriend from his job, explaining the situation to him. I was worried as I drove to my friend's home, almost certain he would turn the cat away. As I cautiously crept through the back porch, I saw my boyfriend sitting very still in his chair.

With a familiar small cat curled up and asleep in his lap.

First day in her new home
First day in her new home

Apparently, as soon as my friends picked up my boyfriend, that cat automatically jumped into his lap and would not leave his side. She must have known that he was the one she had to suck up to.

Being the food lovers that we are, my boyfriend and I decided to name her Sushi and everyone agrees that it suits her perfectly.

I was a bit concerned at first, thinking of everything we would have to get for her, but it turned out that my friends had already picked up plenty of food, litter, and a box for her. I was so grateful to my friends for being so generous and helpful. True friends when I needed them most.

It wasn't until later on that I figured out that it was actually out of guilt.

You see, once I finally had the time to ask them where they found the cat, I discovered that she wasn't just some poor, lost soul, wandering the streets. My friends found her in someone's yard.

The little camera hog
The little camera hog

It was a muddy, rundown excuse for a yard. The owner tromped through with little care. As the cat now named Sushi approached the woman, she merely kicked the small creature out of the way without a second glance. My friends looked on in shock, but unsure of how to help. As they got into their car, they heard a small noise behind them. Sushi trotted over to them, meowing at them as she lovingly circled between their legs, looking up at them with her glossy eyes.

"Take the cat," Amanda said.

"What?" Courtney asked.

"Take the cat. Take the cat! TAKE THE CAT!"

Scooping the cat up, my friend hopped into their car and peeled off, soon realizing the consequences on their actions once the rush wore off.

Courtney already owned 2 cats and would have to pay an additional fee to her apartment if they found out she got another pet.

Amanda was already in the possession of 2 dogs and 3 cats.

Looking over the mud covered kitten, they didn't want to bring it back to its original owner. They were also hesitant to bring it to a shelter. That's when they remembered their good friend Alison was talking about getting a pet. How could she say no?

My friends knew my weakness for adorable animals all too well. And while I felt guilty for adopting a stolen cat, her ears full of mites, fur full of fleas, and paws covered in a substance I could only compare to dried cement, I knew Sushi would be in better hands now.

Sushi with her daddy
Sushi with her daddy

Later on, I came to discover Sushi's previous owner ended up losing her children to the state for having such an unsuitable living environment. If her own children were living that way, I shutter to think how this kitten was surviving.

Almost 8 months later, Sushi is doing quite well. She's a spastic little troublemaker and an extreme daddy's girl. I'm jealous of how much attention she's gives my boyfriend, but she still gives me plenty of love too.

She'll stay by my side when I'm sick, rub at my face when I cry, and bop me on the nose when I try to scold her.

She's wrecked almost all the blinds in our apartment and torn up a few of my favorite cookbooks.

But at the end of the day, Sushi is still my cat and I have to take responsibility of my friends' actions. And I'll thank them every day for giving me one of the most affectionate and loving cats I have ever met.

Me trying to finish this article. Sushi thinks I need a bath first.
Me trying to finish this article. Sushi thinks I need a bath first.

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    • MissyGear profile image
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      MissyGear 5 years ago

      Thanks, Mark. Am sure I'll and it's ok. I'm sure I'll get that stalker point back somehow!

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      Rain Defence 5 years ago from UK

      Your pics made the story. Especially the one with your boyfriend sitting on the chair with you in the background, great work and your story made me smile. I must be feeling emotional today or something.

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      Mark Ewbie 5 years ago from Euroland

      Great story, great pics, great drawings. Wow. I really like what you're doing MissyGear. Love those graphics. Although I am not a cat lover - so may need to deduct a Stalker Point for that.

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      MissyGear 5 years ago

      Thanks for the comment, Ghost! You're right. Looking over your pictures, our cats do seem pretty similar. Glad you enjoyed the read and drawings.

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      Ghost32 5 years ago

      The photos are great--in fact, Sushi reminds me more than a bit of our own little guy cat, Gato (what else?). The text is outstanding.

      But your artwork is AWESOME!

      Gotta Vote this Up and Across, then beats feet over to Follow you for the artwork!

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      Blurter of Indiscretions 5 years ago from Clinton CT

      What a great tribute! I am totally a cat person, so I loved this tale :)

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      MissyGear 5 years ago

      I know how that goes. My mom swore she wouldn't be one of "those people" who takes in every cat. Then she wound up with 3. Cats are like potato chips, I guess. You can't have just one! Thanks for the comment, Effer.

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      Paula 5 years ago from Beautiful Upstate New York

      What a cute, funny story. I would have taken her too.....she's irresistible. I have 2 myself and am asked all the time if I would like "another one." Seems there's always someone with kittens to hand out to anyone who'll fall for that "adorable and cuddly," act.

      A great, happy ending for everyone! UP+++

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      MissyGear 5 years ago

      Thanks, Rich. You know, sometimes I think she doesn't think she's a cat. She doesn't act like any cat I've ever owned!

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      Rich 5 years ago from Kentucky

      Allison,

      I've got a sweet black cat that's never done...oh, hell, you read the hub.

      Sushi looks good enough to ea.....no, can't say that either.... okay, Faletame thinks she's cute, for a cat!

      Good story! Really enjoyed it!

      -Rich

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      MissyGear 5 years ago

      Aw, thanks, innerspin. She is my pretty girl. I'm glad you liked her story.

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      innerspin 5 years ago from uk

      Wow, she's beautiful! Obviously you were destined to have little Sushi. I loved reading about her, thank you.