Lucky....

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Poor Lucky often gets the short end of the stick because he’s such a mellow cat. If you were to describe the “perfect” cat you’d be describing Lucky. He has never had an accident outside the box, he’s never sick, he doesn’t get on the counters or tables, he doesn’t claw anything other than the cardboard scratcher, he doesn’t wake us up and he gets along with all the cats but best of all is he’s a true lap cat. He would much rather sleep on someone’s lap at night than sleep alone.

The shelter always puts together a little description of each cat, kind of like a dating profile. His said that he wasn’t very affectionate and didn’t like a lot of handling. As soon as Bob opened his cage door Lucky jumped into his arms and buried his head in Bob’s arm pit. He pretty much picked Bob. He spent a week at Bob’s old apartment before we moved here. He’s a little nervous but that’s because he had a rough start. He was transferred to our shelter as part of a shelter partnership program, he’s very “lucky” that he got that transfer because his shelter was one that’s barely able to keep up. Who knows what would have ended up happening to him if he hadn’t been shuttled down to our shelter.

We took him to the vet about two weeks after we adopted him to make sure he was healing properly from his neuter surgery. Turns out he had ear mites. He did NOT like his ear drops. As soon as he saw the ear drops he would start crying and struggling. Thankfully he’s been healthy ever since. The only other time he went to the vet was for shots. As I mentioned Lucky is normally a very sweet boy, when we tried to put him in the carrier he turned into a wild animal. We chased him around the house for a good 15 minutes before we finally captured him and stuffed him in. I’d love to know what he was thinking because he made horrible noises sort of like growling, hissing noises. Once he was finished with his shots he jumped back into Bob’s arms. Getting him back in the carrier for the ride home was fun.

We have a cat harness; it’s sort of like a leash for cats….it’s pretty funny. Anyway, we put Lucky on the harness because he was interested in ‘outside’. He jumped in the bushes and cried the whole time. It was hard not to laugh at him. We brought him back in the house and he acted like Barney Fife, all tough and confident but as soon as we started to open the front door again he ran off.

There isn’t a whole lot to say about Lucky because he’s ‘vanilla’. He’s a great contrast to Jack and I’m glad they aren’t all like Jack. Lucky reminds you that not all cats are curious or wild, some are just happy to be with you.