In this passage, Kate (main female) is going tothe pet shelter to adopt a CAT. Her grandmother's 18 year old cat,Punky, died two months earlier. Kate lives alone and realizes she'dlike some company. Stan is the one who will become her loveinterest - he has decided to adopt a dog.
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Kate walked into the shelterand was overcome by the smell. Yes, this was definitely a place whereanimals lived. Still yet, she would be able to get a cat or maybe akitten and give it a good home. Perhaps shed find an older cat no oneelse wanted. Then again, a kitten would be fun too. Either way, shewasnt going home without a cat and she had Punkys cat carrier withher.
A young woman approached herwith a smile. Hi, Im Abby. It looks like you came prepared to adoptsomeone. Can I help you?
Kate smiled, Yes, thanks. Iwant to adopt a cat. My cat died two months ago and Im very lonely.
Abby beckoned to a door andsaid, Right this way. We keep the cats and other small animals on thisside of the building so they arent bothered by dogs.
The women chatted as theywalked through the door. Kate explained how Punky had passed away inhis sleep and Abby expressed her sympathies. They talked about Punkyspersonality and relationship with Kate as Abby tried to get a sense ofwhat Kate was looking for in a pet.
Kate was shocked when theywalked into the pet room. They were surrounded by cages on three sides.The animals were stacked three and four high. Some of them ducked tothe back of the cage when they heard people enter while others racedto the door for pets and possibly a treat.
There were cats of all colorsand sizes. Black cats, calico cats, brown cats and more. There wereMaine Coon Cats, tabby cats and even a litter of Manx. How was shegoing to decide? She almost wanted them all.
As she wandered around theroom, a tall black pile of fur in the largest cage stood and stretched.She looked at those ears as they stood tall. This was no cat. It lookedlike a rabbit but it was the size of a monster. She backed away fromthe cage.
Watching her reaction, Abby laughed and said, Dont mind him. Thats Tiny.
Tiny? He must weigh 25 pounds!
Actually, he weighed 17pounds when he came in here three weeks ago but hes down to a littleover 14 pounds. His owner passed away and hes still grieving for her.He will eat and drink some but hes very unhappy.
Hearing his name, Tiny stoodand pressed himself against the door with all of his weight. Katebacked away a couple more steps. Still yet, she found him fascinating.
Abby had a keen awarenessabout people and she sensed that Kate might be the right owner forTiny. Tiny had not acted this lively since he came in and he reallyseemed to be fascinated by Kates voice. Perhaps she reminded him ofhis former owner. Abby had to find a way for the two to interact.
Would you like to meet Tiny?Hes a flemish giant and hes very gentle. In fact, this breed ofrabbit is bred specifically for their gentleness.
Will he bite me?
Hes really very gentle.Hes actually pretty affectionate and tame for a rabbit too. Why dontyou let me bring him out of the cage. Hes too big for the playpen, soIll just shut the door and let him run around the room so you can seehim.
Kate hesitantly agreed. Shehad always wanted a rabbit but a little rabbit, not some monsterrabbit. Still yet, his eyes seemed to plead with her to at least givehim a chance to get to meet her.
Abby opened the cage and Tinysniffed the door and then bounded out onto the floor. He hopped aroundthe room for a moment or two and sniffed their feet and then rubbed hischin on his cage. Abby explained that he was marking his cage with hisscent so others would know it was his.
Come, sit on the floor withTiny. I have a few yogurt chips you can give him when he comes to you.
At the word yogurt, Tinycame running over to Abby and started pawing at her clothes. Shelaughed and said, Busted. I sneak in here to give Tiny a chance to getsome exercise and get some treats. Ive been worried about him.
Kate and Abby sat on the floortogether. Tiny crawled on Abbys lap and started hunting for histreats. She gave him one and then handed the rest to Kate. Before Kateknew it, Tiny was in HER lap and nudging her with his nose. When shedidnt immediately offer a treat, he went looking for them in her handand tried to paw at it.
Im scared. Hell bite me.
Abby replied, Just open yourhand and let him pick it out of your hand. He wont hurt you.
Kate held out her hand withthe yogurt chip in the middle of it. Tiny sniffed it and then grabbedthe treat and hopped away. He almost seemed as scared of her as she wasof him.
Abby and Kate watched as Tinyran around the room a bit more and then suddenly made a mad dash forhis cage. Kate asked, What is he doing? I thought he wanted theexercise.
After watching Tiny for amoment, Abby replied, He ran for his litter box. He realized he had togo to the bathroom and that is where he knows to go.
You mean hes litter box trained? Like a cat?
Yes. If I didnt already havefive rabbits, Id take him myself. Ive never seen a rabbit so tame andwell-trained come into the shelter. But Im worried that if he doesntstop grieving, well lose him.
Well, I dont think I cantake him. Hes just too big and I really did come for a cat.
Abby sighed softly and said,Ok as she shut Tinys door. Together the two women turned to the catswhen a loud sound filled the room. Turning to his cage, Abby said,Tiny, stop it. She explained to Kate that Tiny was thumping his backfeet to get their attention. He continued thumping while Kate looked ata kitten. She put the kitten back in the cage and was looking at atabby when a rattling noise filled the room. Both women turned to seeTiny rattling his cage doors with his teeth. Hes never done thatbefore. Hes having a temper tantrum.
Abby walked over to Tiny andtalked to him quietly, Well find you a home buddy. I promise. But youhave to behave.
Ill take him. Kate spoke up.
Abby paused a moment andsmiled at the big rabbit. She knew Kate was the right person for Tinybut she wanted to make sure that Kate knew she was the right person.She needed to press her just a little bit and make Kate realize thatshe wanted Tiny and wasnt just taking him out of pity.
Kate, I dont think youunderstand. You cant just take Tiny because you feel sorry for him orbecause hes having a temper tantrum. Hes going to be a bigresponsibility for you. Not only will he need to be fed and have hislitter box changed, hes going to need time outside in the sunsometimes. At least I find that my rabbits thrive with outside time.But what he really needs is love. Hes lost a beloved mistress and wasfound next to her body from when she collapsed. Can you give him loveand wait for him to grieve before he can love you back?
Kate walked over to Tinyscage and stared at him. Hed laid back down and was in the back cornerof his cage now. He stared back at her and twitched his ears.He was scary looking. He was huge. She knew nothing about rabbits. Butreflected in his eyes was the loneliness she felt in her heart. Shewhispered his name softly and he came over to the door and tried tonudge her hand through the bars. She whispered his name again andrealized that they needed each other.
Can I give him love? I dontknow. Hes huge and he scares me. I know nothing about rabbits eventhough I always wanted one as a kid. But I know that he needs me and Ineed him. Weve both lost people we love and we can help each otherthrough the pain. I want him. I know Ill grow to love him once I learnto trust him.
Abby smiled because she knewthat Kate had made the commitment in her heart to Tiny and she wouldnot abandon him. She loved it when she was able to match up an animalwith the right person. It gave her a feeling of peace.
I have one problem though, Kate said. Will he fit in my cat carrier?
Well make him fit. Abby said.
As Stan pulled into theshelter, two women were carrying a cat carrier to a white VW andloading it into the car. He laughed as he watched them maneuver thecarrier into the car. It looked heavy from the way they were strainingunder the weight. By the time he got out of his car, they didnt needhis help and stood talking by the car door. The short redhead gave thebrunette a hug and appeared to give her instructions. Both women wereteary eyed. He had to admit, the brunette was kind of cute but then hechided himself that he had come here for a blonde dog and not abrunette woman.