So my darling sweet Miss Kitty passed away Oct 23. Right afterwards I went away for a number of reasons and I extended the trip because I couldn't stand the thought of the empty house thing. Well, during that trip I spent some time with a long time friend of mine who fosters cats. She had many cats around and that in itself was a good thing as I was desperate for purrs. Some of the cats she had were 7 kittens from a feral mom. Well, one of these kittens oddly seemed to take to me. I mean this little guy would just brighten up and bounce around when I came near.
I guess the deal clincher happened one night when he was out sitting on my lap looking at pictures on my computer with me. First off, yes, he was actually looking at them with interest. But I came to one of Miss Kitty and I told him she was very special and if we kept on getting to know each other then he'd likely hear a lot more about her. Well, he let out this little whiney, growly, saaaad little moany cry. I was like uh okay.... and continued showing him pictures. We came to another one of Miss Kitty and he did the same thing only longer, deeper, and louder. PLUS he almost lept up to my neck and grabbed onto me and snuggled right in on the right side of my neck. Well I just cried and cried and cried when he did this. You see, that was the same thing Miss Kitty did when we met only on the left side of my neck.
Well, Thomas came back with me. At first it was beyond difficult. I had to get the rest of Miss Kitty's stuff picked up and put away and did not want anyone into any of it. Then there were some of the inevetable comparisons with Thomas of course coming out the loser. But he hung in there persistantly. After a couple of weeks we had a minor neuter emergency in that he developed quite young and was severely losing his little mind over it all. The sweet bouncy little guy turned into h*llcat.
So he got his neuter at only 11 weeks. Within days it was like night and day. Once again I could hold him or play with him without getting chewed to shreds. Well, I almost hate to admit it but I think I am seriously falling for this little guy. He is just so amazingly special. He is totally unique and even at his age, has got very much his own ways on most things already. He is smart! VERY smart! He even figured out how to move his scratching post across a room so as to use it for a stepping stool to a particular window.
And he is sweet. Just so sweet. He does this thing where I lay him out on my lap on his back and he starts off protesting a little but then calms down and starts to snooze. Well, he alternates between snoozing and talking in his sleep.
I've taken him to the beach in the early morning to sit in the car and watch all the seagulls getting active. He gets on the dashboard and goes nuts over them!
I'm supposed to have left for a trip by now but a few hours ago it was like he knew something was up and was all about being lovey dovey on me. Sorta like "please dont go away!" And I started feeling a little bit bad for deciding to skip christmas because it is his first christmas ever and well, he shouldnt have to have a bad year just because I have. So I bought him a big huge cat tree and then spent hours "modding" it. I added little rope ladders and stuff to help him climb and more importantly, to get down again. Hes still a little too little and not enough claws to climb this type of carpet.
So now I don't know if I am going or not. I feel bad to leave him (and the other two I am either keeping or fostering - time will tell on that one I suppose) but on the other hand, I feel bad to not go as I was going to where Miss Kitty is now. I hope she wont mind or feel slighted if I dont go. I'm about to call the airline and see if I can postpone one more time as I am truly too tired to drive to the airport now. If this doesnt work out I hope I dont feel too guilty or awful for not going.
PS - Wow.... just briefly fell asleep sitting here. No, I dont need to drive right now. Not a good idea period.