As you all should know, Casper has been my four legged companion for over 9 years. I got him when he was but a wee kitten. He can be a cool cat most of the time and other times you just want to strangle him. I'm sure that I'm not alone with these feelings toward my pet. For quite some time I have wanted Casper to have a companion. You know, a little friend while I'm away at work or whoring about in the streets. The other day my friend Matthew mentioned that he was looking for a home for a stray female cat he found a while ago. I decided to take on this new challenge of taking care of another cat. She turned out to be the sweetest little thing and a total lap cat. Then she met Casper and so began the war. There was hissing, biting, hair pulling and scratching. Sounds like two queens fighting, doesn't it?! At first I felt bad for her but then I felt bad for Casper! He's been alone all this time and he finally meets a female and she wants to rip his eyes out. Enough to turn a cat gay!
I was keeping them apart for the first couple of days but I got tired of double feeding and double poop scooping! I just figured they are going to have to find some happy medium and get along. Hopefully my house won't be in a shambles when I get home tonight. It does appear that some preliminary boundaries have been set. Mostly around her. At first I named her Jade because her eyes are a bright green. Then I decided on Jada (After Jada Pinkett-Smith) because I saw how much attitude she had! Casper has learned to keep a nice distance from her and those dangerous claws of hers. Unfortunately, Casper is de-clawned so his only recourse is to stay the hell away! Of course, only time will tell if this new arrangement will work out but in the meantime I'm assuming the role of the United Nations. This basically means I get the hell out of the way and do a lot of yelling which means absolutely nothing.