I went back to Kalamazoo on Saturday to watch my sister Cara play in her volleyball tournament (she did great!). After the tournament, we went home and had a fun night of cooking and hanging out. While we were hanging out, Cara told me that she thinks her cat Tiffany is pregnant. My parents found Tiffany earlier this summer - she was an abandoned kitten found in the middle of the road. She has (obviously) been much happier living with my family. Anyway, they never got her fixed and Cara was telling me how she might be pregnant.
As I was petting Tiffany and asking her if she was pregnant (she wasn't telling me), I noticed something funny going on in the rear side of her. I said, "Um...Cara? I think Tiffany is actually a man cat..." Cara didn't believe me, but I clearly saw man parts on that cat. Plus, since I have a definitely female kitty, I know what a female cat's rear is supposed to look like. I asked why she had never noticed those parts before, and Cara said, "Oh, I noticed...I just thought it was a weird looking butt." Good job, kiddo. Way to know your biology.
Upon further feline genetaila googling, Cara came to agree with me that Tiffany is, in fact, male. Which means s/he is DEFINITELY not pregnant (sorry, Cara). We cuddled the poor gender confused cat and discussed new names, as "Tiffany" is decidedly female. Tiff was purring and wandering around in his pink sparkly collar and heart-shaped identification tag. The poor thing even has a pink fluffy sparkle bed to sleep in. It's not had a very macho life.
As Tiffany sauntered across the back of the couch where we were sitting, I looked at him and said, "Ha ha - you're actually a man!" and then Tiff jumped on my face. Seriously - he jumped RIGHT on my face. Cara said that he doesn't like being made fun of and was getting revenge on me for "outing" him as a male because he secretly liked his female identity and was mad that I blew his cover. Sorry, Tiffany.
In the end, Cara decided to leave the cat's name as "Tiffany" because he is already used to the name. Also, Cara really saw no point in buying a new bed or a new collar just because the cat "suddenly" has testicles, so now we have the Barbie world male cat named Tiffany.
Oh well - that's about as normal as everything else in my family.
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