Not sure I ever told the story of how Beep came to be with me. She was the first of my 4 strays. On a cold February day, in 2004, my daughter Laura and I were rushing out to her dance class, and we heard a meowing under a bush outside the front door. We saw a cute little silver tabby, talking away to us, and we were in a big rush, so off we went. I figured she belonged to a neighbor. We had no cats at this time, since my husband was not a fan of cats. Beep was about to change that
Got back that night from dance, silver kitty was now at the back sliding glass door, meowing. I went out and gave her some tuna, since we didn't have any cats and all I had was dog food. She gobbled it up, got close to me and my two daughter's but wouldn't let us touch her. My husband gets home and sees her at the back door and says "great, you fed her, she'll never leave now". He walks out on the porch, and the cat who would not approach us started rubbing her head against my husband's leg. He squatted down to pet her and she flung herself against him. He sat on the ground and she crawled in his lap and continued to assault him with head bops and purrs. We made a little bed for her on our front porch with some blankets and a box (we live in FL, it was cold but just FL cold ) and went about cooking dinner. THen she was at the kitchen window, meowing at us as we cooked. She kept going around to the front door, the back door, the side windows, before settling into the box by the front door to sleep. Of course, she was right there in the morning! We let her into the garage and went to get some cat food. My husband said "she can stay in the garage but she is NOT coming in the house". She curled into my daughter's lap and went to sleep. Beep continued to woo and charm my husband, the non cat man, but he still said NO, not keeping her. We took her to the vet to see if they would take her and adopt her out, since they did adoptions there, but claimed she was "too old", they only took kittens
She was only about 8-12 months old. My sister in law said maybe she would take her. We brought her over to her house and the moment she picked her up, Beep clawed to get away from her, scratched her arm, and SIL said "no thanks". So back home she went with us. This time, daddy agreed it was too cold to keep her in the garage and let her come in. She nestled into my husband's lap, and that was it. He was in love! He had finally been won over by a cat.
Beep still loves my husband the most. We refer to her as "Steve's girlfriend" all the time, because she follows him around like a puppy. He can call her, and she will come right to him, like a dog. We try that and we are given the "drop dead and don't call me like I'm a dog" look if we try to call her over. We did not come across our next stray baby, Taffy, for almost 5 years, so Beep had never been exposed to other cats, and we soon discovered, HATES other cats, to the point she will relentlessly try to kill them, and cannot be out at the same time as others. But she was here first, so we make it work. As crazy as Beep is, we love her!