Murphy's Home Page
It stands for Murphy’s law for felines--which states:
When you least want a cat is when you are most likely to get one.
At least that's the way my neighbor’s daughters explained it to me
anyway. They were the ones who named her after finding her wandering in the
culvert that ran behind their house.
A devout dog-lover, I had been thinking about acquiring a cat, but in a very casual "yeah-someday" sort-of manner. Several of my friends had cats and I found them rather enchanting. I knew that I wanted a gray tabby with green eyes—but beyond that, there were no concrete plans for aquiring one.
The hand-lettered —FOUND: KITTEN— sign was up in the yard next door for
about a week before I worked up the nerve to ask about it. The minute they carried her
her out of the house, I knew I was in serious trouble.
She was a grey tabby with four white socks and
gold-green eyes. No one was more stunned than me to hear myself
saying: "I guess we can try it. I'll
take her."
And so it was
that I came to be owned by a cat, more specifically, a Murphy cat.
She is just over a year old now,
and though a tiny little thing (just over 7lbs), she is a
true beauty--with long silky fur and a gorgeous fluffy Maine Coon trademark tail.
Aside
from a penchant for knocking things off in the floor and tipping glasses, she's a pretty
wonderful companion. In this case, Murphy's law proved to be a delightful blessing.
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