I keep having to remind myself that the “kids” have only been with us for a week. Not even. A few hours short of six days. We’ve come a long, long way in six short days. Let’s recap.
On Tuesday night we brought Cassidy and Jones home. Cassidy was kept in a small bedroom by herself. The small area didn’t seem to bother her and by the end of a full day we could tell she was ready for something bigger. On Wednesday night we locked Jones in the finished basement with all the comforts of home – water, food, litter box, toys, and most importantly, his bed (he loves that thing). Then we gave Cassidy free rein of the upstairs. Again, I don’t know what drama we were expecting. She walked around sniffing everything, exploring every corner, then ended up flopping herself into a big chair. She sits like a human and cracks me up. When Kisa and I went to bed she followed as if she had been sleeping with us for years. She’s a bedhog too!
On Thanksgiving day we decided we would try introducing Jones to Cassidy and Cassidy to Jones. Despite the fact we were told to wait a week we knew we couldn’t. How can you ignore the pitiful cries of a cat behind a locked door?
Picture this. Jones is a 15lb cat. All muscle and male. He’s a big boy. Meanwhile Cassidy is 6lbs soaking wet. She’s thin and her injuries make her look even frailer. And yet. She is the bully in the house. When Jones and Cassidy meet (accidentally, I can assure you) it’s Cassidy who hunches her back and bares her teeth. It’s Cassidy who hisses and flashes angry eyes. Claws on the cusp of coming out. She is the instigator. Jones just sits there bewildered; glancing up at us and uttering a small “mew” as if to ask, “What? What did I do? Why she all mad and stuff?” He really looks confused. It’s all we can do to keep from laughing at him. We know better than to laugh at her – Cassidy means business.
On Saturday afternoon we had three couples to visit. While the eight of us sat around the living room Cassidy and Jones shared the spotlight and entertained the crowd. As if they had known all of us for years they wandered from guest to guest, saying hello, pausing for a pat, acting as cute as possible. Cassidy took a seat on the couch and leaned lazily against Lisa. “What a princess!” someone exclaimed. I couldn’t agree more although in the back of my mind I kept remembering Indiana. She would have never been so friendly, so relaxed with this many people. Never.
It’s really hard to believe it’s only been one week. Both cats fill my life with such laughter it feels like they have been here a lifetime.
Pictures coming soon.