Rossi Rant: Baby Needs a Home

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Wednesday, August 27

Baby Needs a Home

okay so here's the heartbreaking tale in my life
you may recall that my apartment and la cubana's apartment
are both under renovation
my building is next door to another apartment building that is also being renovated
well about a week ago
this fairly scuzzy character, (think not so former heroin addict, illegal alien who rarely wears a shirt and works for about 30 bucks a day doing demolition work)
drops off his cat in our basement.
He took the cat in when she was a few weeks old and said he'd had her for 5 years. SHe had never seen the outside of his apartment and never met another animal. She..Ashley is either a midget or had her growth stunted because it was hard to believe she was 5. She weighs about 4 pounds and looks like a 4 month old kitten. She is all black except for some white under her chin.She is part Siamese and looks it! Her long face and green eyes make her look like an Egyptian icon, like her tiny little self should be sititng on top of a pyramid.

Well this scumbug finds out his landlord wants the cat out. So he takes her on the subway during rush hour...this terrified her as you can imagine and then drops her off in our flooded out, wildew infested, buggy, damp, disgusting basement and never NEVER checked up on her again.

He had heard that La C and I were famous cat suckers I guess, but still the prick never came back!

Anyway, she hovered in the corner of the basement, terrified, sad, overwhelmed. I tried to take her into my apartment but she took one look at my two huge 30 pound cats and was so frightened, I thought she might die of a heart attack.

We took her back to the basement while the most toxic of fumes was happening in La C's apartment and now,for the last few days, she has been in La C's apartment. THere is a full work crew there, sanding, hammering, sawing, banging. THere is mass amounts of dust and wet paint and terrible other things and Ashley is becoming well lets just say more than fed up.

I think she's taking it fairly well considering she's been through the worst week of her life. She will still let me pet her, still eat, still clean herself, but she's scared to death and everytime you pick her up, she thinks something else terrible is going to happen to her.

I've tried to function since Ashley came into our lives but to tell you the truth,she's all I think about; so tiny, so innocent, so scared and so tough.

Last night I visited her, as I do every day, several times a day if possible and found her covered in dust. She looked like a little black kitten rolled in powdered sugar.

She looked at me, permitted me to pet her head for exactly 3 minutes then walked a few steps away from me, plopped herself on the floor and began to clean her entire body.

I've been calling up everyone I know to find her a home and I have two great possibilities both want her to get a full check out and all shots etc. before they take her.

La C and I are going to pay for her vet bills and when she's fit and fattened up a bit, we will pay to have her fixed too.

Until I find this baby a home, I will feel somewhat homeless myself.

So if you're in the NYC area and you don't have other pets or you do have other pets but you have the time, patience and no-how to slowly introduce little Ashley to them over a couple weeks, come by the East Village and meet her.

She's regal, I'm sure she was a princess in her past life, she's vulnerable but trying to cover it up with attitude and she's permanently tiny.

If you ever wanted a kitten that would never get any bigger, Ashley is your girl.

Meanwhile
wish me luck

I'm falling a little deeper in love
everyday we keep her...

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