Had a lovely day stewarding at the Coventry & Leicester show yesterday. Bloody knackered, as my judge had more than 50 cats on her book, and then 18 more across two Best of Variety (British kitten, Burmese / Asian neuter). And then I got borrowed for a bit by a judge of Persians as well. It ended up being a 22 hour day as I was too buzzed to sleep last night. Hips and lower back not really thanking me for the exertions... But I handled some really lovely cats including a fabulous Persian (called Tickles), and an insanely cute golden shaded British kitten. Oh, and a brown tortie Burmese with the pottiest mouth ever.
I learned a lot about British Shorthairs as well - it's nice to work with a pedigree judge who is quite happy to impart knowledge to me. It's just a shame that we had SO many cats that we couldn't really take the time to enjoy them as much as we'd have liked.
A really satisfying day was totally marred by the email that was waiting for me in my inbox from the oriental breeder. Namely that they've withdrawn their offer for me to take the cat. I thought their silence had a bit of a stench to it, and I was right.
The lump on her leg is nothing serious - just a fatty deposit, but they've changed their mind, despite all the paperwork having been done etc and have told me that it was never their intention to rehome her anyway. This was after they tried to introduce her to some of their other cats simply by dumping them in a room together and expecting them to rub along instantly - and being surprised that this went a bit pear-shaped. And they're now also telling me that Lexi won't make a suitable companion for her as a result. Bloody idiots. It can take a couple of months to introduce cats properly - been there, done that and done it with two semi-ferals in the past.
I mean WTF!!! What do they gain by messing me around like this? I've bought a whole load of new stuff in anticipation of having this cat, sorted out show entries, done two round trips of 110 miles each, and for what?
If nothing else, I will be naming and shaming them publicly in the cat fancy as well as reporting them to the GCCF for breach of contract. I'm sorry, but I do not take kindly to be messed around. I think they will find that they have pissed off the wrong person and I fully intend making them pay for that. I'm sorry, but I am just SO cross right now.
And at the end of the day, it's the poor cat that's losing out. I mean what kind of a life does she have in a room with two chest freezers and a cat tree?!?!?! Bloody idiots with their heads so far up their own backsides they are so oblivious to the fact that they're being total peanuts.