Tuesday, June 9, 2009....
Today, I did a favor for my sister. I thought the favor would be quick, but little did I know that Satan was minding the front desk of a local animal shelter.
Several days ago, my sister rescued a kitty from a local shelter, but wanted to add another kitty to the mix. She was told that Prego's sister was getting spayed on Monday and to come back.
She tried convincing them to hold the kitty since she works and was afraid that the kitty would be gone by Saturday. That was a no go. Instead, she confirmed with the shelter that I could pick up the kitty today on her behalf.
I head out in a rainstorm. Cat carrier in hand, check in purse. I'm thinking this will be quick, but boy was I wrong...
My sister called YESTERDAY, the day that Satan was off. She was adamant I could not take the kitty. She had explained to me that my sister was misinformed and no one there would say such a thing.
I asked if I could adopt the kitty and was told absolutely NOT because she knew I would just turn around and give the kitty to my sister. Okay, this may be true, but if not, why couldn't I adopt a kitty? I don't plan on using her to cat juggle (reference from the movie The Jerk).
Can I hold the kitty for the day (did I mention the weather - thunderstorms, so I'm thinking not an issue). Again, denied.
Finally, I called my sister, got the name of the person who agreed to let me pick up the kitty.
Boy, was she mad. I think it was because she has so little power and I found a way to get around the rules.
Tanya came out, but Satan wouldn't help on the paperwork. She let her flounder and let's just say, what should have taken 1/2 hour took 2 hours.
Satan never warmed up. She just had this attitude, a.k.a. stick up her ass, the entire time. I'm happy to report she shared this love with others, but am amazed that she's around animals all day....
If I were one of the animals, I'd run to the corner of the cage whenever she walked by me.