"The coldest depth of Hell is reserved for people who abandon
kittens."
~“Friday” by Robert Heinlein.
Meet Quid.
She/he is starving.
As you know, we live in “The Sticks”. Thus far, in the four years we’ve been here,
we haven’t had a problem with people dumping their pets here (except for one
cretin who dumped a ferret… I couldn’t find it to rescue it).
On Tuesday we first saw this pitiful kitten-cat. She wobbled around to our garage, where we
saw him from our deck. I exchanged some ‘meows’
with the kitty and headed inside to get her some can cat food from my
stash. Tho scared of me, once I put the
plate down and retreated, he wolfed down what was on the plate.
On Wednesday we didn’t see her.
Yesterday at lunchtime he was out on the front
sidewalk. This time when I greeted her,
he didn’t run away. In fact, she wobbled
right over to me, a bit steadier than on Tuesday. I gave him another third of the can (one of
those large cans), which was eaten quickly.
At suppertime she showed up again and finished the can.
Now…
are you wondering avout the name Quid?
His/her full name is now 'Quid Pro Quo' – meaning (according to Wikipedia) “Quid
pro quo ("this for that" in Latin) most often means a more-or-less
equal exchange or substitution of goods or services. English speakers often use
the term to mean "a favor for a favor" and the phrases with almost
identical meaning include: "give and take", "tit for tat",
"this for that", and "you scratch my back, and I'll scratch
yours".
Himself so named this kitten-cat after hearing me say while
feeding her, “OK… I’ll feed you, you catch mice. Deal?”
(But of course he’ll get fed
either way!)
So… I guess we’ve got us a cat…
(No... we don't know yet if Quid is a girl or boy.)
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