My cat, Ashton,
is about the cutest grey striped and spotted cat
I've ever seen.
I found him at the local hay supply store.
I bet some of you don't have those in your neck of the woods.
Well, I do.
It isn't as big as a grange but it has those kind of items.
I drive by the store a lot.
I've only gone in there to look around twice.
Both times I've come out with a kitten.
I no longer am allowed to even look at the store.
That's ok cause I don't have a horse
and I seem to be able to find cats without going there.
Ashton was only five weeks old .. my vet thinks.
I asked if the kitten was a girl and was told,"YES".
He or at the time, she, looked just like my cat Teddy Bear.
(Teddy had disappeared before we moved to this house.)
Ashton was by himself playing with a string.
The white cat and kittens with him were not his purr family.
So, instead of a new cat carrier which I'd gone in to see if they had,
I got a new grey kitten.
When I took him home,
my son asked if the kitten was orange and could she be his.
I told him no it wasn't an orange cat but he sure could help me with the kitten.
At the time, I had a very old calico who took up a lot of my time.
She was twenty one and had dementia.
In a cat that means she meowed for me all the time.
We went to the vet right away for a check up.
My son and I had come up with the name, Rose.
After my Mother.
Her full name would be Savannah Rose.
The Savannah part due to the stripes and spots and
the Rose because my Mother had past away recently.
First thing the vet told us was that our Rose was a he.
When they left the room to get something,
we quickly came up with a boy name.
Ashton Rosevelt it was.
Ashton cause he's ash grey in color and
Rosevelt cause what else can you do with Rose and
my son likes history and came up with that one.
Ashton has been a character the whole time.
At first he didn't know how to talk.
That's a must in my house.
So I talked to him all the time.
With my old cat mewing a lot, Ashton caught on.
He actually loved my old cat and I mean LOVED her.
She was not happy about that and mewed more.
My son and Ashton have always been together.
He still, at the age of sixteen, asks where his cat is
when he comes home from school.
He carries him around like a baby.
(The boy carries the cat not the other way around.)
Ashton has a fondness for the catnip mousie.
Any toy actually.
He can still be found playing in the hallway.
Usually, he announces his intentions though.
A talkative one he has become.
Ashton my
"oh my what am I doing taking home this kitten when I already have four cats"
has been an absolute joy
and is the Purrfect Grey Striped and Spotted Gentlemen.
