A Schroedinger's Maine Coon Cat
Apr. 3rd, 2010 01:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
robotech_masterThis morning at about 10, I got a call from my brother: "Wanna come adopt a cat with me?" Not the sort of call you get every day, so I figured why not. He explained on the way that he and his wife had seen a gorgeous Maine Coon Cat dropped off at a pound, and had filed paperwork with the local C.A.R.E. shelter to have it rescued so they could adopt it. One of their current cats just turned 14, so they figured they should go ahead and get another one to be ready when that one kicked the bucket.
When we got to the C.A.R.E. shelter, there was some confusion over the actual gender of the cat. The collar tag and documents from the pound said female, but the paperwork from the shelter said male (and that "he" had been "neutered") and named "him" Cassidy.
The attendant at the shelter just sort of shrugged and said that it was hard to tell what gender they were after they'd been fixed. So for now, its indeterminate gender makes it a sort of "Schroedinger's cat", I guess. Aaron thinks she's female, though.
We discovered that "Cassidy" seems to be favoring his-or-her right hind paw; Aaron's wife Karen will take her to the vet on Monday to have her looked at.
She also has a lot of hair matting on her belly; the shelter had been going to have her groomed on Sunday. Karen can take care of that, too.
Once we got her to Uncle Denis's, we let her out of the carrier. She got acquainted with Uncle Denis's other cats, all of whom were quite friendly, including a larger polydactyl Maine Coon named Henry. Shortly afterward, she cooped up behind the subwoofer next to Denis's TV set.
After this, we put her downstairs in a room by herself, with litter, food, and water, to wait 'til Aaron goes back up to St. Louis tomorrow.
Gorgeous cat. Maybe someday when I have money again I'll get a Maine Coon to add to my household menagerie.
Aaron's not sure what they're going to do about naming her. I suggested they could call her Cassandra, Cassie for short. She's spayed, or otherwise I'd also have suggested "Mama Cass".
Or maybe "Schroeda". :)
I've posted photos in my Facebook photo album. They start on page 3. Should be viewable even by non-FB users.
After that, we ate lunch at The Purple Burrito, then Aaron dropped me off back at my apartment.
When we got to the C.A.R.E. shelter, there was some confusion over the actual gender of the cat. The collar tag and documents from the pound said female, but the paperwork from the shelter said male (and that "he" had been "neutered") and named "him" Cassidy.
The attendant at the shelter just sort of shrugged and said that it was hard to tell what gender they were after they'd been fixed. So for now, its indeterminate gender makes it a sort of "Schroedinger's cat", I guess. Aaron thinks she's female, though.
We discovered that "Cassidy" seems to be favoring his-or-her right hind paw; Aaron's wife Karen will take her to the vet on Monday to have her looked at.
She also has a lot of hair matting on her belly; the shelter had been going to have her groomed on Sunday. Karen can take care of that, too.
Once we got her to Uncle Denis's, we let her out of the carrier. She got acquainted with Uncle Denis's other cats, all of whom were quite friendly, including a larger polydactyl Maine Coon named Henry. Shortly afterward, she cooped up behind the subwoofer next to Denis's TV set.
After this, we put her downstairs in a room by herself, with litter, food, and water, to wait 'til Aaron goes back up to St. Louis tomorrow.
Gorgeous cat. Maybe someday when I have money again I'll get a Maine Coon to add to my household menagerie.
Aaron's not sure what they're going to do about naming her. I suggested they could call her Cassandra, Cassie for short. She's spayed, or otherwise I'd also have suggested "Mama Cass".
Or maybe "Schroeda". :)
I've posted photos in my Facebook photo album. They start on page 3. Should be viewable even by non-FB users.
After that, we ate lunch at The Purple Burrito, then Aaron dropped me off back at my apartment.
