Why do I groom cats?
I want to help people and cats share their lives in harmony and comfort.
When your cat is soft, clean and fluffy, don’t you feel great holding your cat? Who could resist?
Grooming increases closeness between cat and owner.
I am proud to be part of this important, comforting relationship.
This is why I am a house call cat groomer in New York City.
Ari’s fur is softer than cashmere and he’s sweeter than candy. We got to be friends while his humans were away on vacation. We played together and cuddled together. I gave him a mani-pedi so he would look spiffy for his humans. See you soon Ari!
Big enough to swing a cat? Some Manhattan apartments aren’t big enough to swing a possum. Not that I would swing a cat or a possum — I love possums, don’t you? — though on a side note, I wouldn’t put it past a cat to try swinging me around the room. Thank god I’m bigger than they are.
The London Fog Experience
I’ve groomed cats in dark kitchens so small my back touched the wall while my elbow touched the sink. This works best with small, white cats.
The Taliban Caves Experience
This is what I call underground apartments, tucked away in basements. I actually like these spaces. The cave-apartments are cool and quiet, with a kind of poetic light, filtered through grates. It makes for a peaceful grooming environment, akin to a spa, though I’m not crazy about having to walk out through the boiler room.
The Frat Party Experience
Frat boys never grow up. They get jobs on Wall Street and continue the party. Grooming a cat in the kitchen, while a pre-game cocktail party commences and humorous comments are tossed my way . . . I kind of like it. I guess I’m immature too. Usually they offer me a drink. ”Hey, pussy groomer, want some vodka?!” Since I’m holding an irritated cat and sharp implements, I decline the drink, but thanks for the thought guys!
The “You will never speak to the owner because the owner is in L.A./Europe/The Hamptons” Experience
The owner is but a dim and glamorous figure, last seen in the Hamptons or Europe or L.A. Sweetly diligent assistants will email me five times to schedule and reschedule the appointment. The cat will be found hiding under Frette sheets. I will have a hard time deciding which bathroom to use for the grooming session, because there are so many of them, each with their own charm. The cook will forbid me from using the kitchen sink. I will get lost when I try to find the assistant’s office, and will be marooned in the walk-in shoe closet. I will be embarrassed when the maid finds me in the shoe closet. We’ll make hand-gestures at each other while smiling, since she is a former doctor from a third-world country who is working on her English skills.
The Campsite Experience
This is what I call my studio apartment. I think of it as a campsite. Nesting, home-making, not my thing. It’s got the basics, including a cat, since a cat is a “basic.” Here, I can groom kittens, and my own super-laid back cat. Anything more taxes the resources of the campsite.
Common sense says, “My cat never goes outside. Why vaccinate?”
Common sense also says, “Vaccinating against a fatal disease is a good idea.”
If I am bitten by a client’s cat and have to go to the emergency room, I will be told to fill out a form.
The bite will be reported to the health department.
The owner will be asked for proof of rabies vaccination.
New York state law requires cats to be vaccinated.
From “What Pet Owners Need to Know About Rabies Vaccinations in New York State” (HealthNY.Gov)
“If your pet bites a person and you wish to avoid euthanizing and testing it for rabies, it must be confined and observed for ten days.”
“In New York City, ten-day observation periods may be done at the home of the pet owner, regardless of the animal’s rabies vaccination status.”
“If your dog, cat or domesticated ferret is not vaccinated, is not up-to-date on its vaccinations, or is not properly confined after biting someone, as the owner you shall be subject to a fine not to exceed $200 for each offense. Additional fines may apply locally.”
I love the upper east side. Even the stuffed animals have chauffeurs.