Cat Lady: Hello, this is “Mildred” from the cat show. We have a few questions about your registration. What is your cat’s name?
Cat Lady: Well, you’re supposed to list her name with her ACFA number. Me:
Me:It’s Lily. I’m sorry, I didn’t see a spot to write her name. (Actually, I was GLAD I didn't have to write her name. If anybody happened to recognize it, she'd surely be rejected!)
Me:Ummm....she doesn’t have an ACFA number.
Cat Lady: That’s fine for this show. If you enter another show, you’ll need to register her with the American Cat Fanciers Association. Also, about her color....
Cat Lady: There is no such thing as a gray tabby. Me:
Me: Excuse me?
Cat Lady: It doesn't exist. Gray coats are referred to as blue.
Cat Lady: I see. (Lengthy pause...) Well, the judges will have to take a look at her and determine exactly what she is.Me: Oh, good. (Pause, gulp...) You know, I hope we haven’t gotten ourselves in over our heads with this show.
Cat Lady: Oh, we have many household pets entered. It’s our largest category. What is your concern?
Me: Well, I’m a little worried about her behavior. (I tried to suppress my vivid mental image of Lily lunging at the State Fair Judge #3)Cat Lady: Oh, I have had problems from time to time with some of my purebred Burmese males. At breeding time, they don’t like to be handled.
Cat Lady: (Pause, shuffling of papers...) Ma'am, since this is your first show, I’m going to give you a double-wide cage. Normally that would cost extra, but I’m going to give it to you free. And I'm putting Lily at the end of the row. Me:
Me:We will do our best but I just do not know how she will perform. (This was a bold-faced lie! I am pretty darn sure of how she'll perform, and it's likely to be BAD!)
Me:Thank you. That’s very kind. We'll see you at the show.
Lily, what have we gotten ourselves into?