I found a cat! My friend Lauren and I were on walking street, that's right-they have to devote whole areas for just walking or scooters and cars would be driving over all the paying customers and China would not continue their meteoric rise to superpowerdom. But I digress... We were on walking street picking up the adorable little Chinese style dress my friend had made for her daughter at Mei Mei's( Mei Mei makes anything you want from silk as well as cashmere, and will always give you "peng you prices"). I noticed a little orange and white kitten sitting on the steps next to some of the shop ladies. Footnote: all cats in China seem to be orange and white- it's a very shallow gene pool, perhaps they are too gamey. Anywho, I bent down to pet the kitty and he was incredibly sweet. The shop ladies were all excited and told me to take him home. Lauren pulled me away, but I vowed-"if he is still there when we head back, I'm taking him home". He was, and I did. Much to the enjoyment of the forming crowd. There's always a crowd.
But not straight home, we detoured to the vet to have him checked out first. The cute little tech at the vet said she would treat him for fleas and "cooties". At which time Lauren and I exchanged intrigued, and a bit creeped out, glances and asked each other, "what is a cootie"? This went beyond her limited English to explain, but I told myself that she probably just meant fleas. But who knows, maybe China is where all the 12 year old boys of the world got infected...
So we now have a kitten, who is home and "cootie" free! Brody has named him "xing yun xing xing" or lucky star. He mostly just gets called kitty. Riley loves him very much, but I'm not sure he feels the same. Especially when he is climbing through the small potted tree in the living room and Riley is has wrapped her chubby little arms around his middle and is pulling for all she's worth- all the while yelling, "nice, nice, nice"! He has shown himself to be a very tolerant kitten and loves a good wrestle. He's ridiculously cute as he stalks Brody from behind the couch, jumps up and bites him on the head.
So the critter count is up to 3, 2 turtles the size of quarters in a tank on the counter, and a kitten we can actually touch!
1 comment:
Loved both of the latest entries....I was looking forward to the "what the chinese don't do well" installment and was not disappointed! Maybe a cootie is an ear mite? tick? Oh well, glad Nice-Nice-Kitty-Lucky-Star is doing well. Look forward to seeing you soon.
Post a Comment