March 13, 2007 | | Personal stuff, Pet stuff

So is it weird that I am seriously considering getting pet insurance even though I don’t even have health insurance for myself? What does that say about me? That I put an animal’s health care above my own? But I also have car insurance and renter’s insurance. So I guess I put my car and all my belongings above myself as well. Wow.

Anyway, I’m thinking about pet insurance now that I just spent $300 at the vet yesterday. Why you ask? Well, because of him:

This is Chester. About a week ago I opened my door to find a kitten (well, maybe not a kitten, but he’s definitely not full grown yet) sitting outside. I was thinking about what I should do - Should I feed him? Ask if any of my neighbors lost him? Let him inside? - when I realized he had already walked inside and was eating my other cats’ food. He hasn’t left since. I put up signs around the apartment complex, but no one claimed him. Plus he seemed entirely too hungry/scrawny to have belonged to anyone recently. On the other hand, he is extremely friendly. Generally, friendly is the not the word you use to describe a cat, especially a stray, so I don’t know. He’s a very playful/aggressive cat, so the only thing I can think is that he was abandoned by someone not wanting to put in the time to take care of him.

It took some convincing to get my boyfriend to agree to let me keep Chester, but I finally got him to agree. (He’s getting an xbox 360 now.) My other two cats are not too happy with Chester yet, but I think they’ll get over it. I’ve been keeping them apart from him for the most part and introducing them slowly, but I imagine it’ll be at least a month before they’re comfortable with him. Especially considering he’s a boy and they are girls. I’m hoping now that he’s neutered that will help things a bit.

It’s been good having him, because things have not been super great lately, which is the main reason I haven’t written in while. In no particular order:

1. The car broke down twice in two weeks. So we had to go to the mechanics twice and get a rental car twice. The second time he actually fixed the problem (the first time he only fixed a symptom of the problem), so hopefully, the car is fixed for good now. But at the end of it we were out about $700 for everything.
2. The first breakdown (of the car) was on my birthday, so to say I had a crappy birthday would be an understatement.
3. Most of the above $700 was paid for with money I had gotten for my birthday. (The flipside of that being, at least I had some extra money to pay for everything.)
4. And I never got my King Cake! I’ve tried contacting the place multiple times to no avail. I guess it was some kind of internet scam or something so I’m out $40 and I probably should cancel my credit card. It totally sucks because I really wanted one.
5. I am absolutely positively, slammed with work and can’t seem to get out from under it.
6. I have not one bit of creativity left in me right now. Which is making the above even harder.
7. If you couldn’t tell from any of the above crappiness, I’ve been in kind of a funk for the past few weeks.

So you see, it’s been really good having Chester because he has cheered me up pretty significantly and distracted me from the above crappiness. Most of the time I’m entirely too cynical to believe in God or fate or kharma or any those kinds of things, but then the cutest, sweetest kitten in the world appears on my doorstep after a really crappy couple of weeks and I think that it can’t all be random. Can it?

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