Okay, first off let’s dispense with all the ‘how can you be so irresponsible as to not get your cat spayed?!! You’re a moron!’ stuff…I’ll take that as a given and I have no defense.
Having said that, I will now proceed to offer my defense.
She’s not now and never was supposed to be ‘my cat’! My son brought her to me as a six week old kitten that he and his gf found wandering in the park. Brought to me because, although my son loves cats, gf is ‘allergic’. (Yes, in quotes 'cuz I am skeptical…but, whatever…) I told him then - ‘I have no money for another animal - you will need to pay the costs of getting her fixed and any subsequent vet bills!’ He never did. That was almost three years ago, son is now in the Army and in Afghanistan and I still have her and no, obviously she was never fixed.
No problem at first. She’s a beautiful cat, closely resembling my old cat Frankie, who died a year ago, so yeah, I got a little sweet on her. Harlequin type, white with tabby/grey splotches and green eyes. For the first year, she was strictly an inside cat. And she’s a very quiet cat, who squeaks rather than meows and even when in heat, is not obnoxiously loud or annoying. She grew to be a very small cat, too, probably no more than six or seven pounds…
The second year she decided she wanted to be an outside cat and perfected the art of darting out between my feet when I was letting the dog out. But I shrugged that off - as long as I was aware of when she was in heat, I could still stay on top of the situation. And I did.
Now she’s almost three. And I think she’s wise to me…maybe she figured out that if she wanted to be able to sneak out when in heat, she needed to shut the F up. Because as far as I could tell, the last time she was in heat, she never got outside (even though a couple of neighborhood toms took to hanging about in our yard…) And she was not able to get outside until a good week after I figured she was ‘over it’ so to speak.
But in the past week, I can’t help but notice that this formerly tiny cat, has become quite fat. Not the pendulous belly of your typical overweight cat, but ‘looks like she swallowed a cantalope’ kind of fat. I suspect that she is pregnant.
Well, I guess time will tell…and now that I’ve confided all this to you guys, I guess I have a moral obligation to figure out how to upload photos…