Caty was born four years ago today. We brought her home around July/August. We had decided to stop by PetSmart to look at the kitties...never thinking we were going to adopt a pet. Adopting a pet was not our intention.
There were many cats and kittens at the time, meowing and meowing, wanting to be petted. Only one kitten, however, was rather quiet. She just looked at us and watched every move we made. Dora fell in love with her. She loved the way this kitten just sat so prim and proper, never making a sound. She wasn't a timid kitten. She had a happy face. We brought her home that day and she has been a part of our family for four years now.
According to the animal rescue representative, Caty is lucky to be alive. Caty was born with a severe upper respiratory infection. The mama cat was nowhere to be found when animal rescue found her. They took her to the vet and immediately began treatment. Caty had been connected to a breathing machine and she was fighting for her life. In fact, the vet didn't think Caty would survive the infection. Thankfully, she did. Now she graces us with her presence. 
Caty (pronounced Katie or Katy...the vowel "a" has a long "a" sound) is a sweet cat. She has a charming personality. She's not a timid cat either. When she hears the doorbell, she quickly runs to the door to see who is at the door. She meows at our visitors as if she is saying, "I'm so glad to see you."
Caty does not have a mean bone in her body. She is quite gentle and loves her humans. She loves her condo, her house, and her toys. Caty is an indoor cat. The only time she is outdoors is when we are all out in the patio or backyard. When we're feeling down and out, she lightens our spirits. For that, we love her!
HAPPY FOURTH BIRTHDAY CATY!!!!!!
The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
It isn't just one of your holiday games;
You may think at first I'm as mad as a hatter
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.
First of all, there's the name that the family use daily,
Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo or James,
Such as Victor or Jonathan, or George or Bill Bailey -
All of them sensible everyday names.
There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter,
Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames:
Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter -
But all of them sensible everyday names.
But I tell you, a cat needs a name that's particular,
A name that's peculiar, and more dignified,
Else how can he keep up his tail perpendicular,
Or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride?
Of names of this kind, I can give you a quorum,
Such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat,
Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellylorum -
Names that never belong to more than one cat.
But above and beyond there's still one name left over,
And that is the name that you never will guess;
The name that no human research can discover -
But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess.
When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation
Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name:
His ineffable effable
Effanineffable
Deep and inscrutable singular Name.
It isn't just one of your holiday games;
You may think at first I'm as mad as a hatter
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.
First of all, there's the name that the family use daily,
Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo or James,
Such as Victor or Jonathan, or George or Bill Bailey -
All of them sensible everyday names.
There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter,
Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames:
Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter -
But all of them sensible everyday names.
But I tell you, a cat needs a name that's particular,
A name that's peculiar, and more dignified,
Else how can he keep up his tail perpendicular,
Or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride?
Of names of this kind, I can give you a quorum,
Such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat,
Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellylorum -
Names that never belong to more than one cat.
But above and beyond there's still one name left over,
And that is the name that you never will guess;
The name that no human research can discover -
But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess.
When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation
Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name:
His ineffable effable
Effanineffable
Deep and inscrutable singular Name.
T S Elliot
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