My, how time does fly!



It seems like just yesterday when my beautiful cat, Hazel, was an innocent kitten; chewing on my toes, shredding the toilet paper, dreaming of bird snacks. But I blinked and–suddenly–she was eight months old. And you know what that means.

The damned cat is in heat.

I’m typically allergic to cats (I don’t question why that’s not the case with Hazel…I just accept and move on), so I’ve never had to witness this phenomenon before. It’s a rather disgusting spectacle. It’s like watching Spock going through Pon Farr, but with much less dignity. If I wasn’t such a strong proponent of controlling the animal population I’d just let her outside so she could get it on with our neighbor’s cat and end her longing. He’s a big, handsome, orange Tabby–all the neighborhood cats think he’s totally hot–and the resulting kittens would probably be too cute for words.

But no. Instead I called the vet. Bob Barker would be proud.

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About R.J. Keller

R. J. Keller is the author of Waiting For Spring. An avid independent movie enthusiast, she was Managing Editor of The Movie Fanatic website and created episodes of the writer-centric YouTube series, Inside The Writers' Studio, with author Kristen Tsetsi. She co-hosted Book Chatter with Stacey Cochran from 2011-2014. She lives in Central Maine with her family, where she enjoys gardening, collecting geeky memorabilia, and watching other people cook. View all posts by R.J. Keller

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