As you all know, we lost our 13 year old cat, Dixie, in November. I decided in mid December that I needed a furry companion as I was sure missing my girl. Once I said the words, I had all kinds of friends trying to get me to take cats/kittens off their hands. I went and visited a couple but none of them seemed to be interested in me at all. I’ve had the cat that didn’t bond with me twice and it’s not what I wanted to happen. I’m a firm believer that your pet picks you.
On the day before my birthday, my kids took me to the animal shelter to see what they had kitten-wise. There was one who I swear would’ve been the kid in class who knew the answer and would be bouncing up and down in his chair yelling “Pick me, pick me.”
This kitten had his paw out of the cage waving it. He was leaping all around and yelling. My older son opened the door to the cage and took the kitty out. The kitty immediately lunged for me and climbed all over me, purring really loudly. My other son took him and it was all the kitten could do to fight him off and leap back on me. Yep. I’d found my cat.
My older son’s favorite comic strip was always Calvin and Hobbes. My younger son is minoring in philosophy and likes the philosopher Thomas Hobbes, so they agreed to name the cat Hobbes. So, the cat picked me, the kids picked his name and I guess I get to pick up the food at the store, right? We love our little fellow. He’s hilarious and a cuddle bug. He’s sitting on my chest as I type this. He’s very jealous of my iPad when I’m using it.
Sadly, one of my friends who wanted me to take a kitten from her isn’t talking to me right now. I couldn’t help it. That kitten had bonded to her and I didn’t want to take the chance of the fur baby being unhappy. I hope she gets over it because I hate to lose a friend over such a personal decision as the right pet. What do you think? Do our pets pick us? Should I have taken a pet that didn’t “speak” to my heart?