This week's prompts:
"Love makes the world go round" or use hearts or Cupid or "If ever I would leave you..." or "I give to you and you give to me.... true love..." (that's an old Dean Martin song btw lol) or anything having to do with Valentine's day and candy!
Ben and Tom didn’t know just how hard it was going to be to
pick out a cat. There were far too many
at the shelter to choose from. It was
sad that all these cats didn’t have homes.
At least they were going to give
one kitten a new home.
The rescue center was divided into two separate sections; one
side housed the dogs and puppies and the other cats and kittens. Ben and Tom were directed to where the cats
were housed.
“Would you like to take the kittens out?” a worker at the rescue center asked
them. Ben noticed her name tag said Cora
on it.
“We don’t know which one we want,” Ben told her
“I think we’ll just walk around a bit and keep looking, if
that’s okay,” Tom said.
“Of course. Do you
know if you want a kitten or an adult?”
Tom and Ben looked at one another. “Gee, we didn’t really think about it. Did you want to get a kitten or a cat, Tom?”
“I don’t know.”
“Well, one thing I can tell you is that the adults are
harder to find homes for. Most people
come in here looking for the kittens—they think they’re so adorable—and the
older cats stay here a lot longer. They’re just harder to place.”
“What happens if you can’t find them homes? I mean you don’t…” Ben whispered the rest. “Kill them.” He dreaded saying it, but he had to ask.
“Oh no,” Cora said, aghast. “We’re a no-kill shelter.”
Ben and Tom took a collective sigh of relief.
“How about I show you where the older kitties are?”
“Sure,” they both
said.
Tom and Ben were separately inspecting each of the
felines. Some of the cats were fast
asleep and weren’t budging, no matter what either man said or how many times
they wiggled their fingers in the cages to pet them.
Ben headed over to the last cage at the end of the line. “Hey,
Tom? Come here.”
Tom stood by his side and they looked at this beautiful
Tortoise shell-colored cat. “Isn’t…”He looked
over at the cat’s information card that was in a holder on the front of the
cage. “Isn’t she beautiful?”
“Yeah, she’s got some interesting coloring on her.”
“I see you’re admiring our tortie. She came in here a few
weeks ago. She’s four years old. She was
found on the side of the road. She had
been starving and was very dehydrated. We
nursed her back to health and thought someone would have adopted her by
now. But, so far, no takers.”
“Can we see her?”
“Of course.” Cora
carefully took the cat out of the cage and handed her over to Ben.
“She’s purring.” Ben held her against his chest and petted the
side of her head.
Tom joined in and the cat rubbed against Tom’s hand. She looked at both of them with these intense
green eyes. Ben handed her over to Tom
and the cat took to him like they were two long-lost friends meeting each other
again after a long absence. “Ha, ha, stop that.”
“What?” Ben asked,
amused. It was an interesting sight to
see his big strong firefighter husband holding a cat.
“She’s rubbing her whiskers against my chin and it’s
tickling me.”
Cora had left them for a couple of minutes and had joined
them once again. She had a Cheshire cat
grin on her face. “I take it you’ve made
a decision?”
Ben didn’t even hesitate.
“We’ll take her.” He looked at
Tom, who was busy getting gentle head bumps and being rubbed on.
After the paperwork and adoption fee had been paid, and a
cat carrier bought, they were all ready to take the cat home.
“Are you going to keep the name she came with?” Cora asked
as she gave them information on the care of the cat and a number for the vet
the center used.
“She came with a name?”
Ben didn’t recall seeing one on her information card.
“Someone here named her Diamond, but I don’t know if that
fits her.”
“I don’t know, I guess we’ll have to think about it. I’m just glad we were able to pick a cat.”
Cora laughed.
“What?” Both men looked at her inquisitively.
“You both have a lot to learn about cats. You didn’t so much
as pick her as she picked you. You don’t
own a cat, they own you.”
They stopped off at the local Petco and got everything they
needed for their new family member.
“Do you want to put the litter box in the basement?” Tom
asked Ben.
“Yeah, I think that would be the best decision. It says this litter is flushable and we have
the half bath down there. Let’s put it in that bathroom. Make cleanup easier.”
Valentine’s Day was a few days later and they still hadn’t
thought up a name that fit the cat. They
didn’t like diamond.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Tom.” It was lucky that Tom had off that day. Ben
did have some listings he had to show, but he didn’t have to go in until the
afternoon. He’d be home in the
evening. In time to ‘celebrate’, which
meant Tom would cook them dinner and they’d be enjoying chocolates and a movie
in front of the fireplace.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart.” Their lips touched as their arms circled
around their backs and they held each other tight. They didn’t know how long
the embrace lasted until they felt someone rubbing against their legs. They both looked down and their kitty was
looking up at them curiously.
“Come here you.” Ben
picked her up and she joined in a group hug between the three of them.
“I’ll give her breakfast then make ours. Did you want French toast or omelets?”
“Hey, I just thought of a name for our newest addition,” Ben said
“What?”Tom asked.
“We’ll name her Love.”
My fellow flashers:
Nephylim f/f
Tali Spencer m/m
Cia Nordwell m/m
Elyzabeth VaLey m/f
MA Church m/m
MC Houle m/m
Julie Lynn Hayes m/m
Victoria Adams m/f
Awww, that was so sweet, Lilly! Lovely. -Shira
ReplyDeleteHow adorable! It's so true that cats think they own you, and it looks like Love has greta instincts. :)
ReplyDeleteAW Thanks. I appreciate your kind comments
ReplyDeleteI definitely agree; cats pick you. You can't make them love you. Tom and Ben are a cute couple!
ReplyDeleteTotally agree that cats own you not the other way around. Our cats rule the roost for sure. With a dog you can train them not to climb on furniture but if you try to do that with cats they take great pleasure clawing it until it's more holey than holy :) loved this. Love. What an awesome name for the cat. Much better than Diamond
ReplyDeleteLove is a much better name than Diamond! And agree on the cat thing, they do their own thing xD Sweet flash, Lily!
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