Archive for June, 2010
Time passed and I was getting visitors too. True, just from outside, but I had a white fellow coming over every day. We would talk for long minutes, he would leave his smell for me and come and go all the time. I was on the inside of the window and it wasn’t the most comfortable window ledge I’ve been on before. My Mom however realized it soon, and she promised she would make it wider for me that I could fit and move easier. Soon enough I had my space widened and now I can just lounge there for hours. Thank you Mom!
My white male visitor soon left me for some reason. But never mind, there is always someone new. Or if not cats, then I can see birds, squirrels and other wild creatures. Just sitting in the sun is something that I also like, and when is good weather the window is always open, that I can enjoy it. Life is so good.
Once she told me the story, how she ended up adopting me. She said that on a Sunday night she was looking through websites for adoptable cats for hours. She selected four other cats out of the 480 she already looked through, then she said to herself: “This is it, the last page then I’m done”. Apparently I was the very last one on the bottom of the page, number 500. When she saw my face, she just knew that I was the one she wanted. She then called the adoption agency, however being Sunday, she could not get a hold of anybody. She left a message and the following day they returned her call.
This is when and how everything started. Then she still had to make her way all the way to Hamilton, that was over 100 kms from her home. But she said, she didn’t mind it, she would have come to pick me up even if I would have been further. Miracles happen all the time, right?? This is a miracle for me as I was rescued and given another chance from life. I am so happy now and grateful, full of life and joy.
At nights when we go to sleep, first I roll up on her chest and purr for long minutes and I just want to be petted. She would talk to me, tell me nice things that always feels good to hear. Then I move to my own side of the bed, as I expropriated the right side from her. Never better. It is fluffy, cozy and comfortable. I also got my own bed, but it feels a little small. I guess my Mom somehow missed the size, cause I can only roll up in it, but I am not able to stretch out. And it is so warm that sometimes I just can’t stand it.
Otherwise the whole house is mine. The living-room couch is another spot where I often sleep, especially if she is around. I know she wants me on her lap all the time, but it is just not my nature. I like to be petted occasionally, but then I need my own space. You could say that this is not a real cat’s behavior, but this is the way I am. And I think this is why my Mom picked me out of those so many others. I am a Diva, and I like to be treated like that for sure.
In the beginning I was just exhausted from all the new stuff it was around me. I was up every morning at 4:00 a.m. , however I think my Mom did not like that at all. She would come and chase me, then just luck me up in a room till I calmed down, and it was a reasonable time for her to get up. It took me a while to get used to and respect the “new rules”, but I was happy again, and that all it mattered.
First few days when she left me alone in the house I cried for hours. I did not wanted to be alone, and felt a little insecure that she might never come back. As the days passed by, I got used to being left alone for hours. I stopped crying and I found better things to do, like looking out on the window, sleeping and playing with my favourite blue cotton ball. When she would come home, she would play with me with my ball or the laser pointer that I like so much, and brush me and talk to me without end. I just loved it.