Life in the cat lane

After Only 7 Years, My Cat Climbed into My Lap

Toni Crowe
5 min readSep 19, 2022

Why do seemingly insignificant things remind us life is good?

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“I meant,” said Ipslore bitterly, “what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?”
Death thought about it.
CATS, he said eventually. CATS ARE NICE.”
Terry Pratchett, Sourcery

A Traumatized Kitten

My cat, Dark, was traumatized as a kitten. Dark results from three generations of cat breeding. His grandparents were specially bred to mate and have his father. Then his father was especially born to have this litter of kittens that would sell for between $5,000 to $8000 apiece based on their markings. Yes, they are that expensive. I would never consider buying such an expensive pet who might run away if I hesitated while closing the front door.

Dark is a Ragdoll. They are born bright white kittens and turn into whatever they will be. Dark came out of the womb, very dark, almost Black. These special kittens were to be a particular type of Sable Ragdolls, dark brown with both light and dark ombre points and boots. They are lovely and unusual cats. Dark stayed very dark as the white kittens began turning into brown kittens.

Dark was never supposed to be my cat. I fell in love with a tall-legged Munchkin at the cattery…

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Toni Crowe
Toni Crowe

Written by Toni Crowe

Sharing the hard lessons I've learned in life. Best-selling author. Humorist. Editor. Writing whatever interests me . Owner: No Air. Editor:MuddyUm.

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