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We have two cats. Well, we have one sleek, energetic cat and a cat-like speed bump for our second pet.
Wynton was our first addition to the Ferrett fold. A young, very skiddish, very acrobatic lad who "greeted" us from behind a carpet roll at Animal Aide in St. Thomas. He is not the cuddly lap cat I anticipated, but he is an amazing animal. He fell ill about 6 weeks ago and seeing his personality do a 180 was shocking. From a happy go lucky Usain Bolt like speed demon to barely being able to walk absolutely broke our hearts, and after one week, we feared the worst for our handsome tuxedo clad man. However, not to cause too much concern, after a week under great care with Dr. Lucas, Wynton has made a full recovery from his mysterious affliction, and is back in full force. Jumping around and maintaining his tradition of greeting Adam at 6am by laying by his shouler, butt to Adam's face and laying his tail across Adam like a mustache. He must be a huge fan of Movember.
Maggie came to us as somewhat of an unexpected blessing. While purchasing food at Pet Valu I wandered by the cage where they have cats for adoption. I must admit they are usually laden with kittens, and while I do love a tiny ball of fur, I have a soft spot for adult cats yet to find a home. Maggie was sleeping, barely fitting on her perch due to her...bootylicious-ness, and I fell in love. We both had the same figure! Not only that, but she had an extra toe (if not two) on each paw. I didn't say anything to Adam, and we left the store.
The following day I sent Adam a text from work (which if anyone from Patterson is reading this I did that on my designated break period) saying "just call the store and see if she is still there". After a few emoticons back and forth including a sad face, blushing face and airplane (for no reason) I got "She's there" on my phone. I insisted we go and see her and really see if she would be a good match for our Wynton. I felt like Wynton needed a playmate, someone to grow with and bond with. He had come to Animal Aide as a kitten with his sister, but she was adopted without him, so surely he was missing a sisterly figure.
Needless to say, with a simple lick of Adam's nose...from the cat...we brought Maggie home and neither cat was thrilled with the other. We were told to keep them separated for a good week, but after 24 hours we grew impatient and wanted to see the brawl
Maggie came to us as somewhat of an unexpected blessing. While purchasing food at Pet Valu I wandered by the cage where they have cats for adoption. I must admit they are usually laden with kittens, and while I do love a tiny ball of fur, I have a soft spot for adult cats yet to find a home. Maggie was sleeping, barely fitting on her perch due to her...bootylicious-ness, and I fell in love. We both had the same figure! Not only that, but she had an extra toe (if not two) on each paw. I didn't say anything to Adam, and we left the store.
The following day I sent Adam a text from work (which if anyone from Patterson is reading this I did that on my designated break period) saying "just call the store and see if she is still there". After a few emoticons back and forth including a sad face, blushing face and airplane (for no reason) I got "She's there" on my phone. I insisted we go and see her and really see if she would be a good match for our Wynton. I felt like Wynton needed a playmate, someone to grow with and bond with. He had come to Animal Aide as a kitten with his sister, but she was adopted without him, so surely he was missing a sisterly figure.
Needless to say, with a simple lick of Adam's nose...from the cat...we brought Maggie home and neither cat was thrilled with the other. We were told to keep them separated for a good week, but after 24 hours we grew impatient and wanted to see the brawl
ensue. A few swipes, lots of hissing and snorting, but nothing major. They are now good friends, fighting as much as they love each other, and Maggie was an amazing nurse to Wynton when he was ill, bathing him and checking on him constantly.
Maggie is my lovey dovey chunky cuddly cat, and Wynton is my scared yet daredevil-ish boy who can leap to heights I couldn't imagine any other animal attempting. I can sneak in a cuddle when he's sleepy, but he's no Mama's boy.
I love my animals, I love all animals, (well except Iguana's, but that's in another blog) but seeing these two come together and bond makes me smile. Even through the swipes and hissing, it's the times I catch them licking each others heads that shows we made the right decision.
Now then, if we could just find that mouse I bought them to play with as a third friend we would be all set! Squeakers...where are you?
Maggie is my lovey dovey chunky cuddly cat, and Wynton is my scared yet daredevil-ish boy who can leap to heights I couldn't imagine any other animal attempting. I can sneak in a cuddle when he's sleepy, but he's no Mama's boy.
I love my animals, I love all animals, (well except Iguana's, but that's in another blog) but seeing these two come together and bond makes me smile. Even through the swipes and hissing, it's the times I catch them licking each others heads that shows we made the right decision.
Now then, if we could just find that mouse I bought them to play with as a third friend we would be all set! Squeakers...where are you?
