Corey the Corona Cat came into our lives just over a week ago, on a Friday night.
Steve & I were enjoying a cocktail on our backyard deck, as usual, when suddenly, this overly friendly ball of fur jumped into one of our laps, and continued to jump from one to the other. He followed at my heels like a puppy as we took a walk around the neighbourhood looking for his people, with no luck.
Our weekend was spent "fostering", and on Monday, we took the little beggar to the London Animal Care Centre, where they promised to continue the search for his family, and, failing that, would find a new family for him.
In 35 years together, Steve & I have not had a child, a pet of any kind, or even a plant depending on us for survival. Nor have we longed for those things. So, it was with great surprise, shock even, that we found ourselves worrying about this wee kitty, which, at some point, transformed into wondering (agonizing!) if we could actually take care of him.
After an exhaustive search for his family, a myriad of questions to almost everyone we knew with cats, and, generally overthinking the whole situation for the better part of a week, we did end up officially adopting Corey. Or, rather, accepting that HE had adopted US.
This may sound like an overstatement, but, our lives have changed in a very big way.
Our once semi-tidy house, is now littered with cat food, kitty litter, cat toys, cat beds, scratching posts, and blankets. And. Cat. Hair. An overwhelming amount of that!! We talk to the cat. We talk about the cat. We arrange our lives, and our home, to accommodate his needs. He is training us well on what he wants, when he wants it. And, we are falling for all of it. Is this what it's like for all pet owners??
This week has taught us so many things:
1. Cats are night people.
2. Cats are much higher on the maintenance scale than I once thought.
3. We are mush melons.
I feel like this is a story of "what I did during the Pandemic". Maybe spending more of our time at home, made home feel a bit emptier on some level? I do think though, that perhaps you can't always get what you think you want, maybe sometimes you get what you need.
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Steve & I were enjoying a cocktail on our backyard deck, as usual, when suddenly, this overly friendly ball of fur jumped into one of our laps, and continued to jump from one to the other. He followed at my heels like a puppy as we took a walk around the neighbourhood looking for his people, with no luck.
Our weekend was spent "fostering", and on Monday, we took the little beggar to the London Animal Care Centre, where they promised to continue the search for his family, and, failing that, would find a new family for him.
In 35 years together, Steve & I have not had a child, a pet of any kind, or even a plant depending on us for survival. Nor have we longed for those things. So, it was with great surprise, shock even, that we found ourselves worrying about this wee kitty, which, at some point, transformed into wondering (agonizing!) if we could actually take care of him.
After an exhaustive search for his family, a myriad of questions to almost everyone we knew with cats, and, generally overthinking the whole situation for the better part of a week, we did end up officially adopting Corey. Or, rather, accepting that HE had adopted US.
This may sound like an overstatement, but, our lives have changed in a very big way.
Our once semi-tidy house, is now littered with cat food, kitty litter, cat toys, cat beds, scratching posts, and blankets. And. Cat. Hair. An overwhelming amount of that!! We talk to the cat. We talk about the cat. We arrange our lives, and our home, to accommodate his needs. He is training us well on what he wants, when he wants it. And, we are falling for all of it. Is this what it's like for all pet owners??
This week has taught us so many things:
1. Cats are night people.
2. Cats are much higher on the maintenance scale than I once thought.
3. We are mush melons.
I feel like this is a story of "what I did during the Pandemic". Maybe spending more of our time at home, made home feel a bit emptier on some level? I do think though, that perhaps you can't always get what you think you want, maybe sometimes you get what you need.
to edit.
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