Jeff and I have been talking about getting another kitten for a little while. Last time we got a kitten (5 years ago) our older female was too set in her ways, and (being of a stubborn nature anyway) never accepted the kitten. At all.
We didn't want our now adult ex-kitten to get old and crotchety the same way. So a new kitten before she was too old made sense.
So I visited the local no kill shelter to acquaint myself with the types and personalities and... whoops...
two is always better than one... right?
(from Miles Davis and Jerry Mulligan, jazz greats)
The older cats were wary at first... and as we were fearing the 5 year old female was the most unwelcoming. Simon wasn't what I'd call happy, but he'd been through this a couple times before. he wasn't getting in an uproar as Zeeba was.
And the kittens have worked on him, sloooooowly.....
"Mooom, he's touching me!"No photos exit of the kitten's getting that close to Zeeba... yet.
Four cats. But I don't qualify as a crazy cat lady yet since that's only two cats if you split the count between Jeff and I. That works yes?
Five months later...
I've been sitting on this post trying to get a good photo of the kittens now that they're almost adults, but no luck. Plenty of good Mulligans, but Miles just isn't very photogenic (as an almost all black cat he just disappears). I'll have to post again, if I ever achieve that elusive goal.