Choosing a cat breed, Part 2

When a pet cat became an actual possibility, as opposed to something I lumped in with “Win a Hugo Award”, I got more serious about my choices.

Bengals

Bengal Cat by roberto shabs, on Flickr

Bengal Cat by roberto shabs, on Flickr

Bengals were beautiful and unique. There was the minor fact that they looked like snow leopards. I began to research them but there were no catteries in the tristate area with kittens that weren’t already spoken for.

Egyptian Maus

Egyptian Mau by Muffet, on Flickr

Egyptian Mau by Muffet, on Flickr

Lou’s mom had been at a cat show for fun in the fall and showed us a little pamphlet they gave her on the various breeds that’d be there that day. There was a particular cat she wanted to point out – the Egyptian Mau. The little thumbnail had a silver cat with black spots – snow leopard! -, and the short blurb of information was compelling enough that I filed it away for later.

Shelter cats

Jamie

Jamie

I assumed I’d fantasize about a purebred but fall in love with a shelter cat. I love tuxedo cats, because they are always dressed for the occasion, and American short hairs, because Jamie, Ella, and Krissy were all tabby-mutts. Black cats are nice, too. And white cats. And ones that looked like Sally – white, and brown, and grey, all in a swirl.

So really any cat from a shelter, as long as it was short-haired and cuddly, would be pretty rad. (Long-hairs were out of the question because of Lou’s allergies. No Winston or MeMe, despite his enduring love for their flat faces.)

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