I Fought The Lawn

Like Tracy over in Cogito Eggo Sum, I have a new addition to the family.

Meet Captain Jack. Here’s the story: I’ve been wanting a second cat for awhile [we still the lovely Ms. Abagail, of course], and Tania said no way recently to a 10 year-old cat named Bucky that a co-worker was thinking about finding a new home for. He decided to keep Bucky, so that idea died anyhow. But going into Pet Smart today, there was an animal sanctuary doing a ‘Second Chance’ program… and I saw the cat that would become Jack in the cage. I don’t know why, but I fell for his super-friendly routine, and asked Tania about it. She foolishly went over there and was sucked into his gravitational pull of suck-uppyness. $150 and an hour later, he was home.

Jack’s four, he’s got a rag-tag ear from a few scrapes, his fangs show on the top, and while he’s pretty scared right now he’s still friendly beyond belief. He’d been at the shelter for over a year, and they had to shave him down because his fur was so matted. But get this: the name he was given was ‘Buffy‘. He’s a male, and someone named him ‘Buffy‘. That’s not only insipid, but just palin wrong. I considered saving him from this name as important as saving him from the shelter.

And so, a discussion was held with the family over dinner, as Jack got used to one of the bedrooms. Because he’s shaved somewhat like a lion, ‘Aslan’ was tabled, but ultimately [and I think wisely] rejected. ‘Bucky’ was a favourite because it sounds like ‘Buffy’, but he doesn’t respond to ‘Buffy’ anyhow and doesn’t look like a ‘Bucky’. Hailey and I liked ‘Maugrim’, the name of the wolven chief of the Secret Police in Narnia, but in the end, ‘Captain Jack’ won out, all of us in the fam damily having enjoyed Depp’s character in Pirates of the Carribean. Currently he and Abby are still being kept apart, and Jack can be reached by sending a SASE to: Captain Jack, Somewhere Underneath My Bed, 1649 Alwin Circle, Pickering.

More as the good Captain gets a little more adventurous.