Today is my little fuzzy kitty’s first birthday. While I have only had him since January, I couldn’t imagine a better pet. He has completely fit into my life perfectly and has only made things more FUN!
When I first started to seriously think about getting a cat I was convinced that I would just know which one was best. I set out the first day convinced I would be coming home with a kitten. Unfortunately that was not the case.
At the first adoption location there were a few kitties, mostly girls, and all of them were adorable. I wanted a little boy. The only boy there was this orange and white tabby who was long, lean and sleepy. I held him for a little while he slept, but I was torn with choosing a kitten at the first location or waiting until I visited a few more.
I decided to head off to other locations and come back if I had no luck.
The rest of the day was a complete fail. Don’t get me wrong, I love cats – all cats.
I just wasn’t feeling that connection I thought I would. It was overwhelming.
That night I thought about the cats I saw, and decided that my first location really had the best cats, and that orange one was really cute.
The next morning I set off early to the first location. I knew there was a chance that the little orange and white kitty might be gone.
I watched all the fosters bring in the kitties for the day and sure enough the last little one to come in was the little orange one…
He was much more active that day and he was really hoping to go home.
I sat there for a while watching him and playing. He was reaching out of the crate at me and I knew he was supposed to come home with me. There were no other questions about it, not a single doubt.
That brings us to today. He is very attached to his new home. Since his adoption his name changed from “Donny” (yuck) to “Twitch” although it seems that he has taken on many other names: BooBoosan, Kiddy, Sunggle bug etc. He doesn’t care what you call him, he just loves being around people.
So Happy Birthday little guy!