Remember how I wrote a post about how much work pets are and how much I don’t miss all the cat hair and litter? Yet by the end of the post I was waxing poetic about cats purring and lying around in the sunny patches of my house? Well writing that set into motion a whole series of events that led us to walk into the Humane Society yesterday and walk out with two adult cats. One is currently purring at my feet.
Addie didn’t know that we were getting two. I barely knew we were getting two, but my husband and I both agreed that every cat should have a friend. Addie has taken to one more than the other (one is more shy than the other) but she is fiercely loyal to both.
Just as she took to being a big sister like a superstar? She has taken to being a cat owner just as well.
In fact today she got mad at me for scooping the litter box, setting up their beds and having THE NERVE to wash their dishes by myself. I have a feeling if I would have fed them she would have put ME in time out. “THEY ARE MY RESPONSIBILITY!” She kept barking out at us.
What’s funny is we never even told her that they were her sole responsibility, we just said she had to help.
She took it from there.
I know she loves helping with her baby sister, but these cats, she loves them in an entirely different way. She really can take care of them by herself for the most part. They will play with her and actually seek her out. Tonight after she walked into a wall (a different story for a different day) one of the cats ran up to her as she was crying and demanded she rub his belly.
The tears stopped and the belly rubs started.
These cats are going to mean so much to all of us in so many different ways, I never had pets growing up but I am over the moon that Addie will.