As I juggle a lot of different projects outside of the blog itself I find it harder to devote the mental energy and time to get a good post up for you guys! So… let’s talk about cats, man.
About 3 weeks ago we welcomed two cats to our family. Inspired by an episode of Hoarders where there were 12 cats trapped in boxes, pacing back and forth and looking neglected and miserable, I immediately drove to one of the pet stores that has a cat adoption center. My local store works with a charity that fosters cats, and they go to the stores during the day and on weekends in hopes of finding a forever home.
I’ve wanted to get a pet for the boys and for us but the timing was never right with various travel plans, but with no family trips planned at all in the near future it felt like a good time. At the adoption center the cats were in their cages. Everett was sleeping on my shoulder and Fletcher was getting to know the animals.
One kitty meowed at him. That was the one.
There was a catch though… that cat could only be adopted in conjunction with her brother. Uh-oh. My son was head over heels in love with her, and she had a sweet face. The brother on the other hand, was curled up in the corner and never came to greet us. My “savior” complex kicked in and I knew I wanted to give both kitties a home. We didn’t have any pets at all so adding two at once would be easier for us to do than others. I wanted the kitties to stay together and wanted Fletcher to get the cat he loved.
We put in our application (I wrote it all out with 25 pounds sleeping in one arm) and we waited. Fletcher cried each day for his cats and didn’t understand that it could take time. Finally, we got the call 4 days later to bring out cats home!
The cats have adjusted really well! They went from their foster home and their daily cage time to a large, open home with two kids dying to play with them. They still aren’t comfortable with the more hands on cuddling the children want to do, but hopefully they will be more willing as they get older. They’re 9 months old so they have a little bit of playful kitten left.
Marilyn (the shelter named them) is our girl cat, she has a distinctive mark next to her nose.
Monroe is our boy cat, he has a gorgeous angular face with shorter hair just on the face.
Are you wondering how I can tie this all in to cloth diapering? Well, both cats are obsessed with my light box where I do my filming and product photography. Every time I begin working they follow so close behind I can’t even shut the door before they squeeze into the room, then I can’t get them out of my box! They leave their hair behind so I’m constantly lint rolling it. I was taking photos yesterday and guess who just had to squeeze in? This pretty much sums up our new life with cats. They get into everything, drive us batty with their antics, but they make us smile and having a house with pets makes it feel more like a home.
Pssst… I’ve turned into the “cat lady” on Instagram, so if you love cute kitty pictures and videos and want to follow me I’m Kim_Rosas! I use the #newkitties hashtag for the cat pics!
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