When my mom Maddie Smith found me at the shelter 2 years ago I had stuffed myself in a corner of a metal cage and refused to make eye contact with anyone. Maddie kept my name, Pinky, but added Ruth to it, in honor of Ruth Bader Ginsberg. She said I was going to be a strong woman like Ruth was and together, we would thrive and be happy.
I am a happy cat now because of Maddie but these 8 days I've been stuck with Lay-dee and Big Daddy haven't been without a few troubles.
Ruth Bader Ginsberg once said, "Reacting in anger or annoyance will not advance one's ability to persuade." I must disagree with my namesake on that. Today one of the Lay-dee's hooligan cats tried to visit me. I hissed and growled in anger and annoyance at him and he was definitely pursuaded to leave my room. When will this kittyboy learn that "no means no"?
The Amazon truck driver saw me sitting in the window today. Lay-dee was sitting on the bed and heard him yell at me from the driveway, "Hey kitty, kitty....well aren't you a pretty li'l thing!" He didn't say one thing about how smart or clever I was.
I looked out of Lay-dee and Big Daddy's bedroom window today. I saw an acrobat squirrel upside down on the bird feeder, a bunch of crows flying from roof to roof and a man in the house behind Lay-dee's house wearing only his underwear. Lay-dee said I was lucky he even had those on today.
So you can see, that just like RBG, I've had to be a strong kitty woman to deal with these hardships. Lay-dee did make sure that I had some fun today. I was able to chase my rainbow string, violently attack my Winnie the Pooh catnip toy and watch a bird video on Lay-dee's laptop computer. Lay-dee tells me Maddie comes home to me tomorrow night. Lay-dee better be right.