Page 67 of A New Leash on Life


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“We heard all about your new addition from Samantha and Judy. I’m so happy that you ladies found each other! We hope to meet her soon. Maybe at next week’s church picnic? If the weather holds. Lord willing, it rarely does.”

“That would be amazing. I would love to bring her!”

“Perfect.” Julie lifted her sleeve to reveal a few scratch marks. “Our little additions are proving to be quite feisty.”

My eyes grew big as I examined the scratches.

“But they are at the vet right now getting claw covers so they won’t do any more damage to my arms.”

“Or the couch!” Pastor Bill exclaimed.

“I saw at the pet store they have big scratching posts. Would they enjoy that?”

“We are heading there next after we pick up the antiseptic for Julie’s wounds.” Bill cringed referring to the scratches.

“Let’s just say, theyknowwe are going to keep them forever.” Julie rolled her eyes and smiled. “We love them, though. At the end of the night, after they are done flying through the air and digging their claws into me and the couches, they become the sweetest, cuddliest creatures on earth. We must get past the lashing out. The vet says they are decompressing after a very long stay at the animal shelter.”

“Oh, that makes sense. How long were they there?”

“Eleven months!”

I gasped at the thought.

“Poor babies!” They nodded, agreeing that it was very sad.

“We just gotta give them time and space. And in the meantime, the claw covers are going to help immensely!”

The overwhelming urge for picture-sharing came over me. “Here, let me show you Dolly.” I fumbled through my phone to pull up the photo. They both shrieked in joy.

“She’s so cute, Katie! I would’ve swooped her up too.”

Pastor Bill had a soft spot for animals, I could tell.

“Bill, do we have any photos of the kitties? I thought we took one for your sister.”

Pastor Bill patted down his pockets, looking for his phone. “Yes, that's right. I have it here somewhere.” He finally found his phone and pulled it out of his shirt pocket. He looked at the screen and they both laughed.

“When Bill wasn’t looking, I made the picture his screen saver!” Julie handed me his phone so I could get a closer look.

“WOW THEY’RE HUGE!” I didn’t mean to react so loudly, but it was a very unexpected sight.

From the pages of Katie’s Dictionary:

obese

o-bes′

adjective - Extremely fat.synonym: fat.

When describing something unusually large, meaning it was notdesignedto be anywhere near that size, sometimes the phraseobeseis tossed around. Though it is a technical term, people found it offensive. And what little I had learned about the pet world, including my multi-day ownership of my own animal, once you adopt a pet, you takecreditfor its abilities and dashing looks. This also translates into taking the blame for its misgivings. While I do not advise objective comments of animals, aka ‘furbabies,’my foot was already in my mouth. Thankfully, I knew these peoplewell enoughto ask the real questions, but I sensed I had treadinto unknown waters.

“They are huge...” I gaped at them wide-eyed, hoping that didn’t come off as disrespectful, but then again, these cats wereadoptedand not raised by them.

“Hugelove muffins.” The words came out singsong as my eyes couldn’t look away from the two massive calico cats covering the screen. They were so big in this photo of them lounging on a couch, I couldn’t see their entire bodies. Like the Lord, there was no beginning and no end to the shapes of their bodies.

“I know! Aren’t they adorable?” Julie gushed. They looked like a wheelbarrow was required to transport them around.

“Oh, I mean, yes, they are just so… They’re BIG cats!”

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