Hi! I'm glad to have found this great cat site to answer my questions, as I have only been a mommy to my wonderful Willie (Gray/brown tabby, 5 yrs old) for 2 weeks now.
On my birthday, I was out with my mum and brothers, and suddenly wanted to go to PetsMart to see the Adopt-a-thon they have every weekend. Who knows why, I could have waited a week and gone by myself, but I insisted we call my grandmother to warn that we'd be late and stop by to look at the kitties. It must have been destiny, because the volunteers pointed me to... a nose under a blanket?!? Well, after the blanket was taken off, I tentatively put my hand out for him to smell, and he shoved his head under my hand, and made it VERY clear that he wanted his back scratched. Needless to say, I found myself filling out an application while wondering what I was doing
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He's such a sweetie, just perfect for us (me, H and son). He's so loving that we bonded the first night he was home. He still only is brave enough to explore the house when we're home. The rest of the time, he sleeps under my bed (where the heating vent is, of course).
He's had a rough life...this is his 3rd home(at least) and he was declawed at 8 mos
!! And yet, he still begs for attention and loves nothing more than a good scratch on the rump (I often like that myself!
).
Sometimes I look over at him and think "A cat! Finally! Pinch me, it must be a dream!" I actually wondered if I was doing the right thing in the days before I brought him home, but I didn't imagine I would be so in love
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It's especially good that I found this place, because none of my friend are "cat people" and I know that they'll soon tire of my constant "Willie did the cutest thing!" stories...
On my birthday, I was out with my mum and brothers, and suddenly wanted to go to PetsMart to see the Adopt-a-thon they have every weekend. Who knows why, I could have waited a week and gone by myself, but I insisted we call my grandmother to warn that we'd be late and stop by to look at the kitties. It must have been destiny, because the volunteers pointed me to... a nose under a blanket?!? Well, after the blanket was taken off, I tentatively put my hand out for him to smell, and he shoved his head under my hand, and made it VERY clear that he wanted his back scratched. Needless to say, I found myself filling out an application while wondering what I was doing
He's such a sweetie, just perfect for us (me, H and son). He's so loving that we bonded the first night he was home. He still only is brave enough to explore the house when we're home. The rest of the time, he sleeps under my bed (where the heating vent is, of course).
He's had a rough life...this is his 3rd home(at least) and he was declawed at 8 mos
Sometimes I look over at him and think "A cat! Finally! Pinch me, it must be a dream!" I actually wondered if I was doing the right thing in the days before I brought him home, but I didn't imagine I would be so in love
It's especially good that I found this place, because none of my friend are "cat people" and I know that they'll soon tire of my constant "Willie did the cutest thing!" stories...
