Most of you probably know that we have cats. Right? I mean, I have posted a least once a month about them. They are so sweet. Cats really are. Cats, just like so many people, get a bad rep from the few that are not nice. But most cats are very sweet. They might not respond like dogs and come when you call them, but they are very affectionate. My last post about the cats (Our Tube Has A Tail) had videos, the one (Happy Cat Guardians) before that a bunch of photos. This brings me to the point of this post, it has been a year since we brought the cats home. Last year on Friday, July 3, 2015 we decided to adopt them. We brought them home on the Fourth of July.
Some of you may know the story . . . we had a cat that died in 2014. She was phenomenal in the sense that she was a very easy cat. She didn’t get into things, she had impeccable litter box manners . . . she was so many things the opposite of the reputation of cats. So when my hubby and I started thinking about getting a kitten, I was so torn. I mean, I totally wanted a kitten. The little mews of a kitten are enough to make anyone want one. And the antics . . . so fun. But I didn’t want to end up with one of “those” cats. The ones that give cats a bad reputation. It didn’t really occur to me to get an older cat. But once it did I thought, “How do you pick one?” So I had been looking on websites and “deciding” by looks, which is one of the worst ways, to me, to decide on an animal.
Turns out my husband’s boss had a friend who opened a cat “cafe” or cat lounge where you can go visit with cats. I love that idea and decide to volunteer there. In that same time frame they happened to get a cat that LOOKED so cute that both my hubby and I wanted her. But after a few visits, I kinda set my sights on another cat. I just needed to let my husband meet both the cat we originally saw and wanted, and this other one. I was confident that the moment he met Esmeralda and she exposed her belly for gettin’ he would be convinced she was for us. The issue was that she was considered part of a bonded pair and that means they want to adopt them out together. I really didn’t want two cats. One is enough. Two is too much. Plus I hadn’t even seen this other one. She was holed up in one of the cat spaces and wouldn’t come out.
But when another cat moved into her spot and forced her out and we finally got to see her, we decided we could deal with two cats. If you are not opposed to adopting a black cat and you ever have to choose between a black on and a not black one . . . please really consider taking the black one. Because of certain beliefs, black cats are hard to adopt out. There are some superstitions around black cats so they don’t get adopted as much.
So, it has been a year. And it was rough in the beginning — no one’s fault. We had to keep them quarantined and medicate them for the first 30 days and we felt so bad. Many of you know giving your pet medication is not easy and it is really sad when you bring a new pet home and have to put them through that. We knew that it would be over one day and the cats would be fine, but it is tough when you are going through it.
But here we are . . . a year later. And pretty much every day one of us (me to my hubby or he to me) says how much we love having our girls. They are such great cats. Very loving. Very sweet. Very entertaining.
Happy Fourth of July to you all. And Happy Home Anniversary to our girls.
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