When I got married my husband had a black cat named Maxamillion the “Road Warrior.” He rescued him from a shelter and when Max was “dropped” off at the shelter the people didn’t even take him in, they threw him on the road and he hurt his chin and had a terrible infection when Steve first saw him. They connected immediately and the rest was history. Of course, I adopted Max when we got married and he lived to be 15 years old. He was a cool cat with a very good temperament and put up with a lot from the kids like this and this…
A Reindeer at Christmas?
My boys made Max his own “Cone of Shame.” Poor Guy!
Unfortunately we had to say goodbye to Max last November and it was heartbreaking. He had become such a part of our family and we missed him.
Though no kitty could ever replace Max we finally decided that we were ready to add another family member to our clan. We wanted to rescue again and we wanted another black cat since they really fit well with our family. I called the shelter several times and we went and visited multiple times and eventually we were hooked up with a foster kitty home that had two brother cats – one all black and one tuxedo. They were from a litter of 6.
We went and visited the kitties and it just so happened the foster home was literally TWO streets away from ours! The kittens were so much fun and they really love each other since they were together since birth. The convenience of the foster home location was awesome too because we were able to have the kitties over (with their sweet foster mom Amy) to test to see if Cody or I was allergic to either of them. We weren’t thankfully.
Originally we only wanted one little sweety (before we met both of these guys) but we loved both Trooper and Asher from the get go and they bonded with each other so we didn’t want to separate them. They are vastly different in personality and tons of fun. We decided not to separate them but instead, to adopt them both. Call us crazy! I never thoought we would have two cats – especially since I am OCD about cat hair but everyone will be pitching in with the vacuuming, thank goodness. The blessing is worth it.
We have had them for a week now and it has been pure joy. They have brought laughter, companionship and relaxation (believe it or not) to our home. Spending time with them has caused me to sit and “be” rather than be busy somewhere else. That is ultra-healing.
Pretty soon you can call us the Feasting On Joy Zoo since we will be getting a Goldendoodle puppy in August as well. Why not? Animals are truly gifts and I am so glad God created them!
[box]Genesis 1:24 And God said, Let the earth bring forth the living creature after his kind, cattle, and creeping thing, and beast of the earth after his kind: and it was so.[/box]