I have pretty much always had cats growing up, so a home without at least one cat in it is a lonely place for me. There have been a few short stints for Mr. Hungry and I when we were between cats. One of our favorites was “Bean,” an Apple Headed Siamese with a major attitude problem. We loved her so much, and when she died at only 8 years old of kidney failure we were devastated. I mean really, it took us weeks to stop crying about it – you cat people know what I mean.
After a few months, I was ready to get another cat, but Mr. Hungry was still skeptical – how could any cat take the place of our Bean? I finally talked him into it, but he was adamant that it had to be another Siamese (which I was totally on board with too), so I started looking for breeders. I finally found one a couple of hours away, and she had kittens that were almost ready to go – and just one seal point (brown) Siamese female available. I put the deposit down and made arrangements to go pick her up 10 days later. I was SO excited!
When the day came, I went and got her alone because Mr. Hungry was working. She was the cutest thing and I loved her instantly. There was another litter there that was 2 weeks away from being ready, and the breeder was going on and on about this one female blue point (grey) that she wished she could keep to breed, but lamented that she had too many adults already. The blue point was a little shy (hiding under the bed, which she still does when people come over), but so beautiful! On the ride home with our seal point kitty, Bella – who later became known as “Peach,” I called Mr. Hungry to tell him I had her, and told him about the other kitty and how cute she was. To my shock he said – “let’s get her!” So I called the breeder back and told her we’d take her too (Well played Breeder Lady, well played!),and made arrangements to pick her up in two weeks. We did, and she was named Luna – now she goes by “Foof.” (Don’t ask me why – Mr. Hungry comes up with crazy nicknames for all of our pets!)
That was nine years ago – so hard to believe so much time has passed! I have hundreds, if not thousands of photos of them as kittens, but they are all on an external hard drive that I can’t find the power cord to. I was able to find this one of Peach during the first couple of weeks that we had her. She often slept with our two Rottweilers (who are sadly both gone now) on their beds. In fact she would get on the bed and sleep in the middle, and poor Baron (on the left) would try to get on and she would stretch out and just give him a look and he’d sigh and lay down on the floor NEXT to the bed so as not to disturb her! She was, and still is fearless!
Since then, we have rescued two local kittens in the last year, who go by Cuda (short for Barracuda because she’s bitey and likes to gnaw (gently) on your fingers), and Russell (also “Piggie” because he loves to eat and has gotten pretty chubby in the last few months.)
Cuda loves to go for car rides, and will occasionally come along for a quick trip to the grocery store when the weather is nice. Russell mostly just loves eating! Both of them will play tag outside with Hungry Jr., and they will also let him pick them up and carry them around the yard while they lay there bonelessly and contentedly.
So those are our cats, and we love them all. I draw the line at four however – any more than that is crazy cat lady territory and I’m not ready to go there! Don’t tell the other kitties, but Peach is hand’s down the favorite of our family.
Foof is the prettiest, but has nowhere near the personality of Peach.
(Literally as I just typed that Foof jumped up and snuggled next to me and now I feel horribly guilty!) Foof IS a sweetie and has come out of her shell a lot in the last few years, but she is still very high strung and looks perpetually worried.
Peach is also sweet, but has a lot more personality and attitude – and she NEVER looks worried!
The thing that really endears us to Peach though, is how she is completely devoted to 6 year old Hungry Jr. From the time we brought him home from the hospital, Peach adopted him as her own. I have photos from our first day home of me breastfeeding him (no they will not be in this post) on the Boppy pillow that I used, and she is laying across one half of the pillow with her paws wrapped around his legs. We had to buy a crib net to keep her out at night because I was afraid that she’d suffocate him by sleeping too close to his head.
When he cried, especially in the week we transitioned him into sleeping in his crib all night, she would come and get me and cry and cry like “why aren’t you DOING anything about this?????” I think it was even harder on her than on us! She was endlessly patient with his tail pulling and overzealous hugs as a toddler, and never once so much as hissed at him. Instead of running away she just got this long suffering look, but she’d put up with it just to be close to him. Sometimes they would play hide and seek – he’d hide and she’d go looking for him and wouldn’t quit until she found him – then he would laugh and laugh.
Other times, I’d hear him laughing in his room and go in and find them playing together – she’d put her tail just within reach and when he’d try to grab it she’d yank it away and he would crack up every time. Adorable right? How can you not love this cat?
Peach still sleeps with him EVERY night, and when he sleeps over his Grandparents or a friend’s house she is noticeably distraught and missing him. When he occasionally sits still to watch TV or a movie, she climbs aboard and snuggles in. They really are best friends.
Now that she is nine, I dread the day that we will lose her. I know that it’s coming, and hope that we still have years to go. I could cry right now just thinking about how devastated Hungry Jr. will be – let alone Mr. Hungry and I.
For now, I am determined to shower her (and all of our cats) with love every day, and to spoil them whenever possible. Our cats have grown up on high quality dry food, with the occasional raw meat and wet food thrown in as a treat. Now that they are getting older, I plan to add more of the SHEBA® cat food into their rotation to see how they do on it health-wise. SHEBA®wet cat food is a great choice because a) it won’t break the bank, and b) meat is always the first , and it never contain grains, gluten or artificial flavors or preservatives! If I’m going to spoil my cats, I want to do it with a product that is good for them – they deserve it for being awesome. Have a favorite cat(s) of your own? I’d love to hear about them in the comments!!!
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