Cats
The nice folks over at the New Tuxedo Gang Hideout posted Ben’s picture today on their blog and welcomed him into their club. In light of this, Ben thought I should write a little about how he came to live with us…
We adopted Ben from Toronto Animal Services on Friday, March 13, 2009, and it was a very lucky day for us! His age was unknown but the shelter staff thought he was around five months old. Three evenings in a row we went back to the shelter and basically ignored him because we were looking for an older cat as a companion for Casper. Ben (or Kennedy as he was known then) would reach his paws outside his cage and try to catch us while dancing around on his hind legs and we thought isn’t he sweet as we walked on by and went to look at other cats. Finally Robert took him out and held him towards me saying “what about this guy”? I cradled him in my arms and he lay contentedly on his back and made happy paws in the air. Well I was hooked and we took him home immediately. After a year and four months together I constantly marvel at what a fantastic cat Ben is and how he knew that we were the right people for him and didn’t give up trying to tell us so!
And the moral of the story is: when the universe tries to tell you something, like putting a kitty in your path who is basically jumping up and down saying Pick Me, Pick Me, it’s a sign (duh) so pay attention and you will be joyfully rewarded EVERY SINGLE DAY!
- Ben's 3rd Gotcha Day
Thirteen has always been my lucky number, so its no surprise that March 13 (2009) is Ben's Gotcha Day. wee Ben He was a stray, found on the mean streets and taken to Toronto Animal Services. He had been at the shelter for a couple of weeks and was...
- In Celebration Of The Outstretched Paw
I thought I would join in the "Celebration of the Outstretched Paw". A lot of cat blogs out there have posted fantastic pictures and it gave me an excuse to sift through my photos and choose some of my favourites. Enjoy... Here's Molly outstretching...
- Molly In The Bedroom
I’m fairly certain that Molly would have preferred to live out her twilight years in tranquil solitude. She has not forgiven me for bringing Casper into the house, and reminds me of this every time she sees him. She is just too old to accept anyone...
- Meet Molly
Molly aka Molls, Miss Molly, Molotov Cocktail, Mollone, Molly Jones, Molovski the Russian Wonder Kitty. It amazes me to think that Molly has been with me in my 20’s, 30’s and 40’s. Our relationship is long and devoted on both sides, and she knows...
- The Introductions
Hello folks (if anyone is reading this) and welcome to my blog. I’m very new to the medium; in fact this is my inaugural posting. I have four cats and that is the reason I have started this little project. They are the joy of my heart and the children...
Cats
Tuxedo Tuesday
The nice folks over at the New Tuxedo Gang Hideout posted Ben’s picture today on their blog and welcomed him into their club. In light of this, Ben thought I should write a little about how he came to live with us…
We adopted Ben from Toronto Animal Services on Friday, March 13, 2009, and it was a very lucky day for us! His age was unknown but the shelter staff thought he was around five months old. Three evenings in a row we went back to the shelter and basically ignored him because we were looking for an older cat as a companion for Casper. Ben (or Kennedy as he was known then) would reach his paws outside his cage and try to catch us while dancing around on his hind legs and we thought isn’t he sweet as we walked on by and went to look at other cats. Finally Robert took him out and held him towards me saying “what about this guy”? I cradled him in my arms and he lay contentedly on his back and made happy paws in the air. Well I was hooked and we took him home immediately. After a year and four months together I constantly marvel at what a fantastic cat Ben is and how he knew that we were the right people for him and didn’t give up trying to tell us so!
And the moral of the story is: when the universe tries to tell you something, like putting a kitty in your path who is basically jumping up and down saying Pick Me, Pick Me, it’s a sign (duh) so pay attention and you will be joyfully rewarded EVERY SINGLE DAY!
- Ben's 3rd Gotcha Day
Thirteen has always been my lucky number, so its no surprise that March 13 (2009) is Ben's Gotcha Day. wee Ben He was a stray, found on the mean streets and taken to Toronto Animal Services. He had been at the shelter for a couple of weeks and was...
- In Celebration Of The Outstretched Paw
I thought I would join in the "Celebration of the Outstretched Paw". A lot of cat blogs out there have posted fantastic pictures and it gave me an excuse to sift through my photos and choose some of my favourites. Enjoy... Here's Molly outstretching...
- Molly In The Bedroom
I’m fairly certain that Molly would have preferred to live out her twilight years in tranquil solitude. She has not forgiven me for bringing Casper into the house, and reminds me of this every time she sees him. She is just too old to accept anyone...
- Meet Molly
Molly aka Molls, Miss Molly, Molotov Cocktail, Mollone, Molly Jones, Molovski the Russian Wonder Kitty. It amazes me to think that Molly has been with me in my 20’s, 30’s and 40’s. Our relationship is long and devoted on both sides, and she knows...
- The Introductions
Hello folks (if anyone is reading this) and welcome to my blog. I’m very new to the medium; in fact this is my inaugural posting. I have four cats and that is the reason I have started this little project. They are the joy of my heart and the children...