Friday Cat Blogging

This is Acidophilus, Ted’s cat. But this is pretty much the only view we ever got of her, because she was a feral cat. Ted, for those of you who don’t know us personally, is VERY allergic to cats. VERY. His eyes puff up like a boxer who has been hit in the face 3 too many times, his throat constricts, and asthma kicks in. And that’s from being in a room where a cat has been. I’ve never seen him actually have to deal with a real live cat. So, back when he lived on Fell St. in San Francisco, he lived on the 2nd (or was it 3rd?) floor of an older apartment building. In the little area behind the building (I would hesitate to call it a ‘yard’, though it was bigger than our yard now) lived a sweet little cat, whom Ted would sometimes feed. He would do this by throwing cans of either tuna or catfood down to her. She loved Ted. She would see his head come out the window, and come running. Unfortunately, so did the other cats in the neighborhood, so after awhile he had to stop feeding her because of cat fights. Ooops. How do we know Acidopholous was a girl? Well, she had kittens, who we named Lactobacillus and Tabby. They were very cute. 

And, by the way, Acidophilus was only friendly from way up. If a person got close to her, her feral instincts kicked in full gear, and she would snarl and hiss at you. Probably why she was able to stay healthy enough to bear kittens.