So this coming weekend, I will be at a cat show. This time it’ll just be Trustin and I. TK, my other persian, blew his coat right after being nuetered, so am giving him some time to grow it back in before re-entering the showring as an open in Premiership.
My assistant Lucas, and I, have this funny thing with these cats though….Ever since I brought them home from North Carolina, Trustin has always been a momma’s boy, and TK, the younger cat, always has taken more of a liking to Lucas. So at their first show together, Lucas came along to see how ‘his boy’ would do in the ring.
This first show was just to get their winner’s ribbons, the very first of any cat’s show career. So after 6 out of the 8 rings, both cats had aquired all 6 neccessary ribbons to be considered a Champion and a Premier. Trustin is my Premier, and at the time TK was still un-nuetered, so he became a Champion. Meaningless really, but it had to be done so they could go for their Grands.
Lucas somehow though, got it into his head that ‘his boy’ was a better show cat than Trustin, which of course made me mad because Trustin is my little boy, and no one messes with my boy! So, let the games begin! I told Lucas “If your cat (mind you these are both my cats) is soooo much better than Trustin, why don’t you show him yourself!?” So he did. Our next show was 3 weeks away. I prepared them both for show, since of course Lucas didn’t have time to prep his cat. So I was stuck doing the baths and blowdrys on his cat! Now I could’ve sabatoged the competititon right there, but I figured I would play fair! So we make our way to the show, cage curtains and supplies and cats in tow. We get all set up and our rings start to be called. Lucas agented TK and toted him from ring to ring that day like a real male cat show-er (heheheh, you KNOW I let him have it on that one!) The first three rings Trustin entered he made Best of Breed over other Grand Premiers! TK on the other hand, kept gettin Best of Colors and 1st places. Lucas was infuriated. HIS show-cat wasn’t winning! He started blaming the judges, blaming my grooming…you know typical guy stuff! After all 8 rings, Trustin had made 5 Best of Breeds, 3 Best of Colors over 2 other gorgeous Brown Tabby and White males, and 2 Finals! I was so proud of him! Now TK, in my opinion an equally handsome cat, only had made some 1st places, a couple Best of Colors, and one Best of Breed. Plus, he was dog-tired by the end of the day and would barely open his eyes. Trustin continued to chase toys and ’smile’ for the judges in his Finals! He was awarded an All-Breed Best LongHair and an All-Breed Best Premier in one of his Finals!!!! So you can imagine how the ride home went…Lucas pouting, Trustin proudly riding on the console of the car, I beaming with pride, and TK passed out in the backseat. Lucas, disgruntled, managed to mumble out “I think you should just neuter him, he is never going to Grand.” I had to chuckle under my breath, because this is sooooo typical of when a man loses a competition, to a girl none-the-less! So now, at the shop, I pick up my Trustin and hug him and call him “Momma’s little winner,” and Lucas has to rush over and scoop up TK and tell him he is so much more handsome than Trustin and that the judges just didn’t know what they were doing. I guess it will always be a little family fued, but it’s Ok, I have always believed competition will always make us better. Who knows, maybe someday Lucas will have the best cat in the country! Until then, Trustin will continue to bring me home a bunch of worthless silk ribbons and make my Wall of Fame continue to grow…And TK and Lucas can bask in Trustin, (the much better looking cat)’s limelight!
Oh, and if Lucas ever makes me mad, I threaten to turn TK into a creative Kitty!