I’m not sure I can pick a favorite but for 20 years we had a beautiful grey tabby which was the love of our lives. He was a smart, loveable and playful cat who would “shake” hands (or paws) with us. On his passing we felt a big hole in our day-to-day routine. Getting his ashes returned to us in a small cedar box was actually a great comfort.
After nearly a year we finally decided we were ready to introduce a new cat into our lives. But this time we decided on two – so we could go on a trip without so much worry about our poor lonesome kitty left at home alone. So we went down to Pet Smart on adoption day to find our new family additions.
After a couple of hours (I have a hard time making up my mind) we chose 2 completely different kitties to bring home. A Russian Blue so sweet and playful she melted my husband’s heart and a tiny, confused little orange tabby that captured me.Raising these small creatures was so different from our last years with our mature cat! First of all, they were so little! Now we had to worry about them getting caught under a chair or tripping on them. And I remember rushing one to the cat ER on the weekend because of breathing problems. But at the same time, they were so adorable to watch as they explored their new world and grew from cute kittens to playful cats and then to adulthood. Not sure I would want to do it again, but I’m glad I had the experience.