Why Not a Kitten for Christmas?

It’s that time of year again. The time for decorations, Christmas trees, Santa Claus and presents. It’s the time for parents to make their child’s’ fantasies come true. It is so tempting for ‘Santa’ to give their darling a little kitten. They are so cute and cuddly and, it is thought that, as the child grows, so can the kitten.

However, we must remember that a kitten is not a toy. They are living beings, with needs that can only be met by a true knowledge of what it takes to be a good guardian. The excitement of waking up Christmas morning to a brand new furry kitten, will soon wear off when the child is charged with caring for Fifi. Chances are, it will take no time at all before he will grow tired of feeding her and cleaning the litter box. Then it falls to the parent to take care of the needs.

A cat (as with any pet) is a full-time responsibility that can last for 20 years or more. In that time, Johnny or Janey will probably go their separate ways, leaving the cat behind. That’s all well and good for the humans, but for the cats, who have grown to depend on their people for love and attention, it can be traumatic and certainly is unfair.

In my opinion, one of the main reasons not to get a kitten as a present is that, in order to meet the demand, some pet stores, etc. receive their supply from disreputable breeders and kitten mills.

A kitten mill is a place where cats are bred in tight quarters with no medical attention, until they are no longer able to breed. When that day comes, they either are tragically killed or  sold, spreading diseases. When they are kept alive to be given away, the kitten has a higher chance of being unhealthy, costing more money and possible heartache in the long run.

So, the next time you take your child into the pet store to gaze at the cute little furry things in the window, remember, they are not toys , so look, but don’t give in to the temptation of taking one home.

Down with NaNowrimo!!!

 Mimi     BoBo

Well, it’s that time of year again.  The time when Mimi and I (BoBo) get sorely neglected.  In the month of November, Mom tries to write a whole book for something called NaNowrimo.

Someone should tell her that we are more important that some ol’ book.  Oh sure, we will still get fed, but where’s the love?  The cuddles?  Mom doesn’t even go to bed at night, so that I can sleep with her.  What am I supposed to do for a whole month?

Well, this year, Mimi and I are going on strike!  I say, if she ignores us…what’s good for the goose (or cat), is good for the…well, you know.  We’ll get her to pay attention, even if it means me attacking Mimi. (Of course, Mi doesn’t know about this plan.  I made it up on my own.  Pretty smart, huh?)

Wish us luck!

Head bonks from the boss cat, BoBo