In the fall of 2007, two things happened to me. I became pregnant and I took in a stray cat. The events that happened led me to wonder if the mothering instinct really took over or was I just a crazy cat lady?
It was a cool fall morning. I opened up my back curtains on the arcadia door and saw the stray cat asleep on our back porch. This was nothing unusual. She began occupying our yard a few weeks prior. I believed that she picked our house because we were one of the only houses on our street without a dog. We already had an indoor cat. He was not happy about the new visitor and hissed obnoxiously whenever she got too close to the house. I was not interested in having another cat. I was careful not to feed this outdoor feline. I was fine with her having a safe place to sleep but hoped that she would eventually just move on from our house.
Maybe she did not choose our house because it was dog-free, maybe it was because she knew that I could help her. I couldn’t get over the overwhelming feeling that I needed to take care of her and protect her. Starting that day, I began to set out the expensive food that we buy for our cat, supply her with fresh water, and arrange soft towels for a comfy little bed. My husband thought I was crazy. “What has gotten into you? I thought you were waiting for her to move on?” I couldn’t explain it. The thought of this poor little kitten all alone with no one to love it or take care of it, made me nauseous. I didn’t yet know that there was another reason for the nausea; I would soon find out that I was pregnant.