What makes Ash so mean?
Ash is not only a meankitty, but he is a very expensive kitty. He offends
everyone, even my husband, with his dirty looks and evil glares. You see, Ash only
likes me. He tolerates my husband and occasionally will allow him to pet him,
but most of the time he sits and glares at anyone who is
taking my attention away from him.
Ash came to me at about 4 months old. He
was found outside the Salvation Army by a neighbor of mine. Skinny, limping
and covered with bloody scabs, I accepted him into my home and took him
to the vet the very next day. These bloody scabs turned out to be fleas. Ash was so
infested with fleas that he scratched himself bloody. Next,
x-rays determined that Ash’s femur joint and bone had been broken. The vet
assumed the poor little guy had been hit by a
car. After a flea bath, an Advantage treatment, shots, a surgical operation,
and a neutering, Ash was better and I was broke.
Several emergency room visits and a maxed
out credit card later, I decided that Ash would be an indoor-only kitty so
I could get out of debt. He seemed satisfied with this but only for
a while.
Bad me, I did not collar Ash. Desperate to be outside, he learned how to open
the screen door and disappeared for four days straight, making me a
frantic wreck. I fixed that problem by locking the screen door, or so I thought.
Ash proceeded to rip a huge hole through the screen door and took off again.
So I gave in. Ash was collared and micro-chipped. Once home, I plopped him in
front of the screen door and I opened it. Now he refuses to leave.
Photo submitted by: Unknown
Date last updated: 10/25/05
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