If you’ve never experienced a cat in heat you’re winning at life

As I write this on my iPad (thanks @steempeak) I am being driven mad by the incessant cat calls of my coming of age kitty kat Miss Shasthi.. Why pray tell have I not taken her to the vet to be spayed ? I have no intention of letting my rescue kitty be exposed to the street life again so being an indoor Rapunzel in the tower she isn’t exactly at risk of being impregnated (raped). Shasthi was on the pipe when I found her, no not crack cocaine! An actual pipe in a very tough part of the city where she may very well have ended up smoking tomcat c#*k for rock if our paths had not been fated to cross. I’ve seen it, it ain’t for the weak hearted, once they get a taste they never come back.

So onto the philosophical stance of who am I to rob this animal of her female genitalia and the seemingly insane ride of being in heat and potential motherhood ? A cat in heat goes from extremes of listless pacing and what sounds like excruciating cramps to the throes of ecstasy where a table leg rubbing looks to be transcending space and time in an orgasmic trance. This dance of polarities is only broken up by shallow cat micronaps that last only about 15 minutes if myself and the neighbors are lucky. A chirping bird, or a wind chime can disturb the napping cat and immediately the insanity begins. I think we’re on day 3 of the peak, and while I said after the last heat, I was immediately getting her fixed this time I’m doing it or I’m afraid I might lose my shit and never find it. But, it’s probably buried in her litter box with my hopes and dreams.

Side note, nature is fucking cruel. Think about the poor 8 month old not fully grown street kitty that has evaded death by parasites, diseases, traffic, crazy people, only to be thrust into a breeding cycle she never saw an afternoon special about. Her reward for making it to this stage of cat existence is multiple rapes as the streets are teeming with strange ready to pounce any innocent pussycat on the stroll. Next prize is pregnancy, followed by labor, finally nursing and ultimately weaning the litter so that this cycle can be rinsed and repeated until she is bred to death or hits menopause if that’s a thing.?

I have been a shell of a human for days now, unavailable even to myself and distancing my zombie vibe from humanity. I just enjoyed 15 mins of quietude I should have used to nap, but alas I must steem on! Plus the internet requires its pound of flesh be taken in the form of what we all know drives the internet. Cats !

There is a meme I’m too lazy to steal that shows a real cat seated by an Egyptian statue of a cat and the statue asks “tell me my child do the humans still worship us?” And the kitty replies “well I shit in a box and the humans clean it” Egyptian kitty says, “good,good”

Spill chicken fix my words !