Thursday, October 6, 2011
Twelve. Because Sometimes 7 Just Isn't Enough
The day started innocently enough. I arrived at my parents' house as usual to work as an aide for my grandpa. I was in the middle of making the pie crusts for lunch's pot pie when there was a knock at the door. My mom was vacuuming in the other room, so I was the one that opened the door.
There on the threshold was my mom's new neighbor from across the street and the neighbor who gave me the last batch of kittens to raise. And one of them was holding a cat carrier. That was mewing. Loudly. VERY loudly.
They have been fixing up their modular for winter and had finished installing the skirting a few days before. This morning the mews got loud enough for them to hear. They took a section off, crawled under, peeled back the insulation, and there they were, all five of them. The kitten referral neighbor was very sweet and gave me some money to help defray the expenses of this newest litter. But I have come up with a great plan to generate income.
When looking for income opportunities, it is best to look around you first. What are your aptitudes? What do you enjoy? What resources do you already have?
And so I bring you....
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Are you alone tonight? Do you love cats, but can't have one of your own? Just dial 1-900-CAT-TALK to speak with our professional cats. Let them purr for you, rub up against the phone, and meow in your ear. Real cats. Real time.
It's perfect, because clearly there is a never-ending labor force here in Westby, and all they want for pay is some cans of cat food and fresh litter. I'm going to make a fortune!
This litter has 3 girls and two boys. Two of them have half of a white face, including one that looks like a baby opossum. One is almost all gray, one is gray with some white mottling, and one is a creamy tabby. The older kittens don't think much of them; I think I saw Hobbes yawning at one point, and when I held Jean Lafitte up to see, he scrabbled out of my hands and fled the room. I'm sure they will become fond of their co-workers in time. At least the neighbor thinks he already has a home for them. That's a relief! Otherwise I'd have to start my own reality series on TLC-----Tina Kahrs Plus 12. Hey, maybe I can be on Dancing With the Stars, too.....