Goodbye to Delta Cat

What a great cat he was - even if he wasn't mine! He started coming around about the end of November and he would stand up looking into the back porch. The inside cats hated him on sight, of course. Too bad cats aren't like dogs in that respect - most dogs look forward to meeting other dogs. But they aren't. He seemed very unfazed by it all, not returning the vicious insults and threats hurled at him by Colby. He wasn't scared of me either.
I went outside to see him and he came over and twined himself around my legs and let himself be petted. He was obviously someone's cat, despite no collar and not being neutered. He appeared to be a young cat, not quite full grown.

He would come by every few days and say hello and see if he was still hated - and he was. The last time was on my birthday, Dec. 30th, and he came to the open window of the office. This time it was Missy greeting him with death and mutilation threats. I went out and sat on the front porch and petted him awhile. He was very friendly. After a while he trooped off into the bushes and I figured he lived on the other side of the swamp.

Keith and I set out for a bike ride and lo and behold, the next street over, there he was! We found out his story. He had been brought into the vet where the neighbor worked and his owner wanted him put to sleep. She said her son was allergic to him. The neighbor couldn't stand to see such a sweet and beautiful cat just killed for no reason, so she took him home. She couldn't keep him, however, and had advertised to sell him. As we were talking to her, she was holding him in her arms and he was purring. We talked for about 20 minutes and he was perfectly content to just be held. Such a sweetie! Her mother was on the phone with a woman who was coming over to buy this wonderful cat! We told her if, for some reason, the woman didn't take him, we would. We figured we would solve the hostility problems later, but we didn't want this great cat to be homeless.

Well, the woman was a young Navy wife, and they had just moved to Jax. and she didn't have any friends, and she fell in love with him. So ... off he went. Silly of me to miss him, when he was never even mine, but I'm a sap and I do!

I named him Delta, as he had a triangle within a circle shape on his side - they had named him Cupid (sheesh!) (Well, to be fair, there is a heart outside the circle too.) Any way - that is the tale of Delta Kitty.