Now   its   Pickle

I knew this would happen. I told our son Mark that we were not going to get another cat since Peanut was gone. One cat Christy was enough now.

But, oh, no when he and Todd came from Minneapolis Saturday for their annual February Christmas visit, they brought in something extra in a pet carrier—a new cat named Pickle.

They had this all planned out. They had made contact earlier with Wayside Waifs in Grandview to stop and pick up the cat as they drove through on their way to Adrian.

I will have to admit it seems to be a very nice cat. It’s a two-year old tortoiseshell cat. Tortoiseshells are not a specific breed of cat but instead a special coloring that appears in many different breeds.

The coat is mottled with patches of orange or cream and chocolate, black, or blue. And because of a special gene tortoiseshells are almost always female.

Pickle was already named and according to her history, she had been a “shop” cat. I don’t know what kind of shop she stayed in, but she seems pretty well-adjusted to people.

She is a very quiet cat; in fact, she hasn’t meowed yet. Overall, she seems very calm and self-assured. She likes to get up on high places and so far her favorite seems to be the top of the computer desk in the family room. She also likes the top of the piano in amongst family pictures. She’s very agile and doesn’t bother the pictures at all.

Well, I did not intend to get another cat and I told our son this but our children sometimes have ideas of their own so I guess that is why we now have Pickle.

“...The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away. Blessed be the name of the Lord.” (Job 1:21 ESV) And now the Lord has given again. So I thank you, Lord, for your new gift.

Love in Jesus,

God’s “cat-recipient” servant,
Liz Ray

Written February 29, 2012