Funny thing, I have always been Deathly allergic to cats but after buying a ranch…well, you have to have a barn cat. (They keep rodents out of the barn and feed, also the scent of cats will help keep them from the home as well which is must for country living.)
No problem, I’ll just stay away from it, right? So we found two on craigslist that were “fixed”. Perfect! Of course the darn things ADORED ME! They followed me everywhere begging for love, and I’m a sucker for it soooo…
But, lucky for me, they didn’t bother my allergies very much and I was ok as long as I kept their hair away from my face, incuding my hands after petting.
Allergic to cats, you say? BOOM! Cat scarf!
They were so cute, I named the female Baby and the male, Tiger. The nieghbor marvelled as I walked outside and yelled, Baby….Tiger, and they’d come running from the pastures just like dogs. Being a full on city girl, I knew nothing about horses, donkeys, cats etc. What I did know was dogs so I treated all my animals like dogs which means like babies. Lol No wonder all my animals were in an identity crisis. The dogs think they’re children and the horses, donkey and cats thought they were dogs! The dog sucks his blankie and the donkey plays fetch.
Well, It wasn’t long before the “fixed” female, Baby, was pregnant and with being basically wild cats, the male, Tiger, disappeared. This is something you just have to learn to accept with barn cats. They are free to roam and in the country, face owls, hawks and cayotes as well as wanding off so it’s a very natural way of life there.
In short season, Baby gave birth to five precious kittens. With Baby being a black cat and Tiger…well, grey tiger striped, it was a wonder the she had 1, pure white, 1 black, 2 calico and 1 tiger! Within 3 weeks, Baby disappeared too leaving me with 5 orphaned kittens to raise and I did.
Cats are creative. We’ve had kikkens born in hay cradles, in the bottom of barrels and once in a plastic bin that was stored in the rafters! Though there was only a few inches of clearance, the mother carried mouths full of hay, up into that bin, building a hay bed to have her kittens!
Once grown, the white and calicos had to go to indoor pet owners as they can’t hide from predators and the other 2 stayed on the farm. Oddly, none of the babies aggravated my allergies at all!
Over the years, 5 generations of cats were born in our barn. I’ve seen 2 sisters give birth at the same time and when one disappeared, the other would adopt the kittens and nurse them too. One continued to nurse her sisters male kitten so long that it was bigger than she was! Just like a darn man!
And still, not the slightest hint of allergy although these cats practically lived on me! I was AMAZED! All my life I had been so deathly allergic then suddenly at 50, I’m not allergic anymore! It was a miracle!
We were planning a weekend to trio to Arkansas to see my mom. once we arrived and got out of the truck, upon approaching the house, I spied her big white cat, Princess, sitting on the porch rail. As I passed by, I snatched that cat right up and snuggled her! 3.5 seconds later…..I thought I was GOING TO DIE!!!!! My face blew up like a balloon, eye’s swollen shut, clawing at my itching ribs, chest and throat! Worst weekend EVER!
Apparently, I’m only able to handle cats that I love?