What? Well; one kitty. My awesome kitty breeder has a contest going on with a deep discounted price on an adorable Hairless Sphynx.
Take a look at this beauty!
If you do not currently own a Sphynx but desperately want one, (I mean; who wouldn’t???) go to her page to see the rules of the contest. Check it out here: Kitty Contest
Best of luck! Your life will never be the same once you have even one of these little babies in your home 🙂
You can find her on Facebook here: Beebbrox Sphynx Cattery
…yes, you read that correctly. Except I don’t know if I would exactly call it “running away”, as much as he saw his opportunity, and went for it.
I cannot even begin to describe the sheer terror I felt when I pulled up in front of my home, and saw the door open a couple of inches. I knew before I got out of my vehicle that this was going to be bad.
Benjamin was sitting on the front step, meowing. I told him to get in the house, and he ran inside and just kept meowing. I ran upstairs, and started pulling blankets off beds, calling Franklin.
I already knew. And I started crying.
My youngest left the front door open when she went to school at 8:30 in the morning. We just got new front doors a month ago. I even went out the door and pulled it shut behind me; only to turn around and see it never shut.
Now; before we defend her…there is a HUGE note on the inside of the door stating, shut the door behind you! make sure it is shut! Lock the door just to be safe! I put this up as soon as I realized the door would not shut on it’s own as we were used to.
She had a house key…and I send her a message every single morning before she leaves for school to lock up, and check the door!
Fast forward…I have 4 people prowling the neighborhood, I blew up Facebook, printed 100 pictures that my 14 year old put our number on the back, went to the Humane Society to file a lost report…
And I cried.
This day was already 58 degrees here in Michigan at 2:30 pm when I knew he got out; and getting colder.
My 11 year old who left the door opened seemed less than concerned, which burned my ass!
I found him; he had been out for about 6 hours. And the culprit said “At least you found him!” with a nervous laugh…
…and I chewed her a new asshole.
Benjamin is content, because his Franklin made it home.
…or as us hairless cat owners say; Nekkid Kitties!.
It is great fun, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. But there are some things you need to know.
- They act like dogs
- They talk. A LOT
- They have to be warm
- They sleep under the covers with you (next to skin is what they prefer; they climb in my shirts as soon as I sit down after work).
- They have to go to the bathroom with you. And be in the same room when you shower.
- They need baths
- They need sweaters (that is the BEST part)
- They are not outdoor cats (pay that much for a cat; see if you let it outside…)
- They eat a lot. A LOT.
- They stink when they use the litter box (my cats have made us all exit the house on occasion; no joke!)
- You need to trim their nails (please do not declaw….would you like someone ripping out your fingernails?)
- They are the most loyal, affectionate friend you will ever find.
Sitting on the heater vent. If there is warm air blowing; that is where they are at!