#10 – Crazy Cat Lady had always been a Crazy Dog Lady until she met Crazy Cat Man. It’s amazing how fast your world can change!
#9 – All of CCL’s cats are rescues. One cat they actually paid cash for, but it was bought from a cat sanctuary.
#8 – All of CCL’s cats are spayed, and not declawed. We’re on a farm, they’re going to need to protect themselves. Of course we no longer have much left for furniture….
#7 – CCL’s farm appears to be a dumping ground for people who no longer want their cats. We generally find one a year.
#6 – CCL has found homes for four cats that have been found at her farm door. One more cat unfortunately had to be euthanized it was so ill, yet someone still dumped it. This makes CCL even crazier.
#5 – Sunshine was the most remarkable of the strays. We kept hearing a howling cat outside, and finally found him. His head was bald on top from a recent injury and he was skinnnnnnnny. We found out his rightful parents lived a mile away, so we drove him home. The next day he came back. We tried again, and each time the cat walked a mile back to our house. Eventually we found a home for him and by then he was absolutely enormous. Well over 20 lbs. I still call and check on him. =)
#4 – Our cats favorite toy? An old mattress that’s standing upright on one end. They run wildly up one side and then lay on the top. King of the Mountain – until the next one comes up.
#3 – Crazy Cat Man planted catnip some years ago for the little darlings. We now have 5 acres of catnip. Five. Acres.
#2 – We have two cat doors. One leads to the outside from the mudroom, the other from the kitchen to the mudroom. Mainly because it gets COLD here in Iowa. The other is to try to keep varmints out. It doesn’t work. Here’s a picture of a skunk in our kitchen, who came in via the cat doors. He was gently encouraged to leave.
#1 – CCL spent part of her 40th birthday in the emergency room after breaking up a cat fight in her kitchen. She has since learned her lesson and now tosses a towel or something STURDY between the two terrorists before intervening.
There you go Kerry – 10 things no one ever knew about me!
and for those of you who read this far, here’s 10 from the lady behind the crazy cats..
10. If I’d gone to college right out of high school? I’d have been a home ec teacher. Other occupations would have been physical therapy, networking, professional bartender and sports rehab.
9. I’ve always done crafty things – sand candles and clothespin soldiers in girl scouts, macrame in my teens followed by a horrifying yet short career in tole painting. Now I make jewelry, design t-shirts, write, design websites and book covers in my spare time. Two of my paintings still hang in the local golf course – in the women’s restroom.
8. I once thought I could pull a 5 gallon bucket of paint off of the top shelf in a store and catch it. I was wrong.
7. I’m terrified of driving over bridges. To the point I’ll probably never leave the state again unless someone else is driving me.
6. I get lost. A lot. My parents finally bought me a GPS. It loses patience with me and says quite snottily “Recalculating.” I’ve ended up in different states because I was so lost. This is probably what eventually brought on the bridges and exits problems.
5. I feel I must learn, continually. I read, I watch, I learn. Every day.
4. If I stacked all my t-shirts one on top of each other, the stack would be over 15 feet tall.
3. The biggest things I’ve ever won? 3rd grade spelling bee – by spelling the word beautiful. Technically, after felling at least 5 other kids the teacher pronounced it beee-aaaa-uuuuu-tiful and then I got it, and it was fourth grade, but 3rd sounds so much cooler. I also won 2nd place in the Mills and Boon New Voices contest last year, and $50 in the lottery once.
2. I hate driving on interstate. The worst is taking an exit. I once missed the entire town of Denver, Colorado and all of its suburbs because I couldn’t find the right exit.
1. I once got lost in a restaurant. It was so dark I couldn’t find the exit, ended up in the women’s restroom and waited in a stall until someone left so I could follow them out. They instead went back to their table, leaving me standing in the center of the restaurant until some poor waitress came to help me out. Literally. Help. Me. Out.