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Freyja was free. She came to me in the most odd fashion you could think of because my fiance was dead set agianst me having a cat because of our allergies.

He called me up one day when he was at work and asked "Would...it be bad to have a female cat?" Me: "No, not really. They dont spray as much, but theryre a little more indepen-OMG YOUR BRINGING ME HOME A KITTY!" Him: "Eh....no?"

The liar.

So I quickly got ready to go and heard him pull up and dashed out to his truck. He informed me that she had gotten wedged underneath the back seat on the ride over and his hands were too big to fit. So I scrambled back there, heard her cries and gingerly got her loose. Lo and behold, it was love at first sight. She had me with her spots and stripes and her large yellow eyes and bobcat apperance. I havent been able to get over her cute since. whee







Shes been alot in her first year with me, as I have gone through alot as well, but we have adjusted. smile No matter what happens, shell always be my little Squish.

And the moral of the story is that even the most adamant of men who dont want a cat will one day cave to some tufted ears.

My fiance (bf at the time) and I moved in together this past June. Once fall rolled around, I had reeeeally been wishing we could have a cat. He grew up with them; I had never had one before, but I love them. I was pretty sure our landlord wouldn't let us get one, though (he's a nice guy--just concerned about damages and allergens for future tenants).

Anyway, so come September/October, my fiance was talking with him and managed to convince him to let us have one. I vowed to be responsible for any damages, to clean like a madwoman if we were to ever move out, etc etc. I was ecstatic.

So, one weekend, while my fiance was at work, I asked my Mom to tag along with me to check out a nearby shelter called Animalkind. My fiance and I had narrowed down what we wanted to this: a cat that was still young, preferably still a kitten but old enough to have been spayed or neutered. And we kind of mutually agreed that we didn't really want a long-haired cat, because FUR EVERYWHERE.

When we got there, the first thing they did was try and convince me to adopt two cats instead of one. That kind of put me off, because I told them "Sorry, my landlord is only letting us get one" but they were still insistent--"You should talk to him, see if he'll change his mind!" I understand why they wanted to push for more cats to be adopted--they had a fire the spring before and were operating at a temporary location with limited space--but I just couldn't take two at once (not to mention this was my first cat, so I think one would suffice).

Anyway. The first cat they handed me was a little fluffy kitten, kind of dark tortoiseshell coloring. But she was visibly scared and shaking. I felt bad, but I was afraid to get a cat that may just run under the bed and stay there. I asked to see another.

That's when they handed me Monti. About a year old, he just laid back in my arms and looked around. Completely chill, relaxed, quiet. I fell in love. I texted my fiance because he was on his lunch break, sent him a picture and said "This one!" He called and said "Are you sure that's the one you want?" "Yes!! He's so cute! And so calm and chill! I love him omg." "Okay, then we can get him."

My fiance had wanted to visit the shelter with me to pick one out, but our work schedules never matched up right and as soon as we got permission to have one, I wanted to go and adopt one. So, after filling out the paperwork and giving the shelter all my info, I was told "Well, we usually wait a day or two before you can take the cat home... But, you seem nice and trustworthy. You can have him today!"

Unfortunately I wasn't quite prepared, as we didn't know how young of a kitten we may be getting and I didn't expect to bring one home that day. So my Mom and I had to run back to town and get a litterbox, litter, food, feeding dishes and toys before rushing back to the shelter before it closed for the day. I hadn't picked up a carrier but they let me keep one of theirs, and we took him home and the rest is history~ (Sorry this was so long!)

Personally, I find that my medium-long-haired cat doesn't shed nearly as much as pretty much any short-hairs I've been around. It might just be because of diet, but even my brother's cat, eating Acana and whatever the neighbours feed her, doesn't have nearly as nice a coat and I think sheds more (I don't spend much time around her) than my Saphi.

The two cats thing is fairly valid, and not just because of limited space - two cats tend to be less destructive to the home than one, because they beat up each other instead of the house (obviously depends on the cats). I definitely understand your side of it, though - the thought of two cats right off the bat as a first-time cat owner is just too much to handle in my opinion.

D'aww, that's sweet. 4laugh Yeah I had tried checking the cats out online beforehand, too, but I couldn't tell if the site I was on was recently updated, and obviously you can't really get a good idea of how different cats behave without at least meeting them first.

I was surprised to learn that Monti had been at the shelter for almost three months when I got him. I felt super lucky, like he was hiding from everyone else and I just happened to have him handed to me. He's such a sweetheart, though, and so laid back. I couldn't believe no one else had wanted him. But, the ladies at the shelter said that everyone wants kittens, and he was about a year old so that's probably why people weren't interested in him. sad Poor guy. But, if that hadn't been the case we wouldn't have him, so I still consider us lucky!

*GASP* I cant believe I havent shared Loki!

His shelter pictue:


And now:

5 months went by so fast. D: