Batten down the hatches. The invasion has begun. Yes, I got both. It was bad enough I took them from their mom, but I couldn’t bear to separate them from each other. And in the three short hours they have been “home,” I know I’ve made the right decision. They are inseparable and adore each other. And I adore them.
I just stopped by the shelter this afternoon to visit them, and perhaps take a photo or two. I wasn’t suppose to get The Pumpkin Cat until Wednesday. But when I arrived, someone asked if I’d like him today. I replied that I was thinking about getting both, and that sealed the deal. I could take them home NOW!
Lucy still has a sneeze now and then, but I can take them to the vet for free if their pesky little colds don’t leave soon. But you wouldn’t know there was anything wrong. I can’t get a focused picture because they don’t go for more than a second with moving, usually jumping straight up or jumping over everything including each other. They are wild with their hair on fire! But each has used the litter box. (Big Smiley Face) And they’ve had a snack though food seems to be the last thing on their mind. Aside from a minute or so with both of them on my head, they’ve shown that, at this moment at least, their world is now completely new – except for each other.
OH! And this is big. The Pumpkin has a deformed tail. It’s a half-tail, about 2″ long, with the cartilage in a knot at the end. I am puzzled I didn’t notice. If I had known, he might have gotten a different name, but this just makes me love him even more, and he’ll stay The Pumpkin Cat.