Introducing...
Sep. 14th, 2009 10:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
missroserose...the newest member of the family.
I haven't been posting a lot of personal stuff lately, so I'm not sure if I ever formally mentioned it, but our beloved Adora Belle went missing while we were on our honeymoon. The door got left slightly open, she and Dexter both went out, and only Dexter ever came back. We posted notices and set out a trap, but no luck - the only indication we got that she was even still around was a dead mouse left at the bottom of the stairs a month ago. So a couple weeks back, after a neighbor found her collar (it was designed to be the break-away sort if it caught on anything), we just decided to let her be and hope she was happy being feral again. Considering how poorly treated she'd been in the past when her people abandoned her, I can't really blame her for wanting to leave before she ended up somewhere else with awful people. I just wish we'd been able to explain to her that we loved her and were coming back.
On a happier note, however, we have a new kitty! His name is Leo, and he is a golden tabby with the whitest white fur you have ever seen, on his paws and chest and half his muzzle. His paws are also huge, as is the ruff of fur on his chest; between those features, his remarkable jumping ability (he doesn't so much jump onto things as lazily leap), and his uncanny intelligence (within five minutes of arriving in his room he'd figured out how to open the hanging closet doors, and within a day he'd learned how to knock things inside the closet over to push the doors outwards and give him more space), we think he's probably at least part Maine Coon.
Leo comes from a rather happier background than Adora Belle did. He was rescued as a kitten from under a neighbor's porch by a kindly family who wanted to keep him and his sister, but eventually discovered that four cats was just too much (something I can certainly understand, given the way feline presence seems to multiply exponentially to the actual number of cats). His sister Jade was adopted out, so he was there all alone at the shelter, and when he jumped up in Brian's lap and put his big paws on his chest it was pretty much a sure thing.
Normally he's a tad shy, but he warms up to you pretty quickly, and his purr is almost as loud as Mr. Jerry Brown's was. I'm pleased to report that he and Dexter seem to be getting along well enough, so I hope they'll be friends like Dexter and Adora Belle were. But, much as I've been ambivalent about adopting a new cat so quickly, I'm very happy that Leo has done such a thorough job of snuggling up into my affections.
I haven't been posting a lot of personal stuff lately, so I'm not sure if I ever formally mentioned it, but our beloved Adora Belle went missing while we were on our honeymoon. The door got left slightly open, she and Dexter both went out, and only Dexter ever came back. We posted notices and set out a trap, but no luck - the only indication we got that she was even still around was a dead mouse left at the bottom of the stairs a month ago. So a couple weeks back, after a neighbor found her collar (it was designed to be the break-away sort if it caught on anything), we just decided to let her be and hope she was happy being feral again. Considering how poorly treated she'd been in the past when her people abandoned her, I can't really blame her for wanting to leave before she ended up somewhere else with awful people. I just wish we'd been able to explain to her that we loved her and were coming back.
On a happier note, however, we have a new kitty! His name is Leo, and he is a golden tabby with the whitest white fur you have ever seen, on his paws and chest and half his muzzle. His paws are also huge, as is the ruff of fur on his chest; between those features, his remarkable jumping ability (he doesn't so much jump onto things as lazily leap), and his uncanny intelligence (within five minutes of arriving in his room he'd figured out how to open the hanging closet doors, and within a day he'd learned how to knock things inside the closet over to push the doors outwards and give him more space), we think he's probably at least part Maine Coon.
Leo comes from a rather happier background than Adora Belle did. He was rescued as a kitten from under a neighbor's porch by a kindly family who wanted to keep him and his sister, but eventually discovered that four cats was just too much (something I can certainly understand, given the way feline presence seems to multiply exponentially to the actual number of cats). His sister Jade was adopted out, so he was there all alone at the shelter, and when he jumped up in Brian's lap and put his big paws on his chest it was pretty much a sure thing.
Normally he's a tad shy, but he warms up to you pretty quickly, and his purr is almost as loud as Mr. Jerry Brown's was. I'm pleased to report that he and Dexter seem to be getting along well enough, so I hope they'll be friends like Dexter and Adora Belle were. But, much as I've been ambivalent about adopting a new cat so quickly, I'm very happy that Leo has done such a thorough job of snuggling up into my affections.
