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The dictionary defines the word kismet as meaning fate, fortune, or destiny. There's a musical entitled Kismet, which set words to the music of George Borodin - there's an especially gorgeous quartet entitled "And This is My Beloved" based on the third movement of Borodin's string quartet in D.

I started this post with the definition of the word so I could tell you a story - it's a true story, that happened just last Thursday.

It all began when M wanted to go to the gym. She'd had a friend sleep over the night before, and I expected to take D home around 1 p.m., then take M to the gym to meet her gym buddy. Only M and D were watching a movie at that time, and M's gym buddy had made other plans for the day, so I was mistaken.

Instead, we dropped D off a bit after 3 and drove to the gym. I had used some of the lag time to finish packing things up for Goodwill and putting them in the back of my minivan, including a gift box containing a baby sweater that I'd bought for my cousin's child (now age 2) and "lost" in my closet until I cleaned it last Wednesday. I figured I'd do tai chi in the park while M was at the gym - a hope that was temporarily dashed when M informed me that she was only planning on staying for 45 minutes - too short a time for me to get to my usual park and back if I was going to do anything while there.

I decided to run to Staples (near the gym) to pick up some items, when it occurred to me that there's a business park around the corner from the Staples that has two lakes with paths around them. I drove there, parked, and walked around both lakes, where I had the good fortune of seeing a Great Blue Heron, some sort of fly catcher, and I narrowly escaped being chased by a flock of Canada Geese. I found a quiet spot along the shore of one of the lakes and did both of the tai chi forms I know twice each (I know the full 10 form, and about half of the Yang short form now), and then it was time to get M.

I got into the car and as I headed back to the gym, I spied a tiny calico kitten to my right not three feet from the side of the road and in front of a self-storage facility. The road I was on is usually quite busy at that time of day, but as luck would have it, nobody was behind me, so I was able to stop - in the conveniently wide, well-marked breakdown lane that happens to be there - and put my emergency flashers on.

The kitten let me get within 5 feet of her before moving away, and even then, she didn't go far. It took me about 7 minutes of speaking sweetly to edge closer to her, and eventually I was able to scoop her up. She was obviously malnourished and had gunky eyes and ears, but for a feral kitty, she didn't react viciously - she managed a slight swipe and two small punctures with her rear claws, then capitulated when I resorted to the scruff-of-the-neck hold as I got her to the van, where I was able to dump the contents of the gift box into the back and stow the kitten inside the sturdy and appropriately kitten-sized bottom portion of the box, then grab a fabric hat from the only open Goodwill bag to put over top of her so as to prevent her from clawing free while I was driving.

The little kitty calmed right down when I started petting her head gently (hand on hat on cat body to keep her pinned), and she even smiled and purred. I greeted M with an exhortation not to get too excited - and she mostly managed that task. See, we've been planning on getting a kitten. In late August. After S goes off to college, since we'd be around full-time then. After all, we lost our beloved Mojo earlier this year, after 14-1/2 wonderful years together (we got her when she was only 4 weeks old), and we've been catless and somewhat bereft.

But on Thursday, I was in a place I wouldn't usually be at a time I hadn't expected to be out of the house, with supplies I wouldn't usually have, and there was a baby cat in obvious peril who needed rescuing. It's like the Universe reached out and handed her to us (especially since the vet fit us in an hour later and pronounced the little miss to be in mostly good shape - no feline leukemia or HIV, no worms, some ear mites (treated) and fleas (ditto), and a bit of a kitty cold (no biggie as long as she eats & drinks well). I mean, if that's not kismet, what would you call it?

Introducing Kismet, age 8 weeks, 1.8 pounds

(Partially explains my most recent absence from the web - baby kittens are ridiculously distracting.)

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Jul. 19th, 2011 03:55 am (UTC)
She is adorable! What a terrific story.
Jul. 19th, 2011 12:17 pm (UTC)
She is indeed adorable in all ways - very sweet and cuddly and hilariously playful.
Jul. 19th, 2011 04:00 am (UTC)
Cutest kitty EVAR!
Jul. 19th, 2011 12:17 pm (UTC)
I will tell her you said so!
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Jul. 19th, 2011 12:19 pm (UTC)
Thank you! (M chose the name, after I used the word to describe how I met the kitty.)
Jul. 19th, 2011 04:28 am (UTC)
Such a cutie! And wow, what a great story.
Jul. 19th, 2011 12:20 pm (UTC)
Thanks, Lorraine!!
Jul. 19th, 2011 04:28 am (UTC)
Such a cutie! And wow, what a great story.
Jul. 19th, 2011 04:39 am (UTC)
Awww! She is adorable! Yay for a slightly dramatic kitty rescue, a clean bill of health, and a new companion!
Jul. 19th, 2011 12:21 pm (UTC)
I know you completely understand my situation, it being so similar to your own (although I only have one baby, not two). She is an adorable handful.
Jul. 19th, 2011 08:08 am (UTC)
Thank you so much for picking her up. Kismet indeed. She'll bring so much wonderfulness to your life :)

Jul. 19th, 2011 12:23 pm (UTC)
She is terribly sweet, and already much loved.
Jul. 19th, 2011 09:01 am (UTC)
Ohhh, she is beautiful! I'm so happy for her and for you guys that you found each other.
Jul. 19th, 2011 12:23 pm (UTC)
It was destiny, right?
Jul. 19th, 2011 09:27 am (UTC)
Tanita Says:
What I LOVE, love, love, the most about this photo? The cheetah "head" on the wall above Kismet's. Your vet is most hilarious.
Jul. 19th, 2011 12:24 pm (UTC)
Re: Tanita Says:
You'd like the bear "butt" on the other wall, then. Our vet is indeed hilarious.
Jul. 19th, 2011 10:16 am (UTC)
dang, she's cute.
Jul. 19th, 2011 12:24 pm (UTC)
She really, truly is
Jul. 19th, 2011 11:36 am (UTC)
YAY!!! Kitty!!!!!!!!!!
Jul. 19th, 2011 12:25 pm (UTC)
Jul. 19th, 2011 12:25 pm (UTC)
Ohhhh. What a beauty. And you SAVED her. And you love her. Ohhhhh. Happy story! Welcome home, lovely Kismet.
Jul. 19th, 2011 12:27 pm (UTC)
She is a complete and total sweetheart - slept curled up next to me all night last night. Awww. Of course, right now, we're in the middle of a half an hour of fishing-rod cat-toy play.
Jul. 19th, 2011 01:35 pm (UTC)
Adorable! (And also I like your shirt!)

<3 kitties.
Jul. 19th, 2011 05:27 pm (UTC)
Thank you on both counts. I love kitties, too.
Jul. 19th, 2011 01:43 pm (UTC)
she is utterly adorable! and yes, having recently rescued a kitten ourselves, we know how much time it takes to care for the new kitty.
Jul. 19th, 2011 05:28 pm (UTC)
It took me 35 minutes the other day to throw together the ingredients for a pound cake that should've required about 5 - all because Kismet needed to play just then.
Jul. 19th, 2011 02:07 pm (UTC)
Ohmigosh, she is so cute! Gotta love then the universe throws a kitten in peril your way! :)
Jul. 19th, 2011 02:11 pm (UTC)
Oops that would be "when", not then. Why do I post pre-coffee? You'd think I'd learn...
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