…paws not claws became the mantra in the monster household this weekend as we welcomed a new kitten to the family.
As you may have seen in an earlier post, we lost our beloved cat Lori a few weeks ago. She was a special cat and totally irreplaceable, so we were adamant that we weren’t going to get another. Our other little girl Tilly has never been alone. We took her from her brothers at eight weeks old, she came home with us and bonded with Lori straight away becoming best friends and partners in crime. Seeing her lost and lonely without Lori was breaking my heart. She looked everywhere for her, and when she couldn’t find her would mew with such sadness. She would bring her favourite ball to us at 3am wanting the play and we would wake up with her curled up between us on the bed. I tried to be patient and I’m sure that eventually she would have adjusted to being on her own, but on Saturday morning I broke down.
Mr Monster, being the kind of chap that he is, made the decision that a new kitten was the only solution for all of us so we got online and found this little bundle.
Meet Barney. So far, we know that he is ten weeks old, has a beautiful little purr, is daft as a brush, and loves to be cuddled. He will eat anything and keeps trying to steal food from our plates and from Tilly’s bowl. His mews sound like he is on helium, and he can jump like no cat I’ve ever seen.
We did lots of research on introducing kittens to older cats and knew that it wouldn’t be a walk in the park but I have to say, it’s been a pretty smooth process. Tilly is a very sociable and playful cat and after the initial little bit of hissing and hiding, she is now accepting the new arrival and starting to join him in playtime. She’s done us proud and is back to her old self again. When we first bought Barney home, we did have a moment of ‘did we do he right thing’, but we now know that we absolutely did, and our family is starting to feel a little bit more complete.
Lori will never be forgotten, in fact Barney is already starting to show some Lori-isms, and is breathing new life into some of the toys she loved when she was a kitten which is reminding us of happy times.
I think I need to come to terms with the fact that I am, and always will be a cat lady!