“Mom, when can we have another cat? “My nine-year-old asks for the millionth time. It has been over two years since our beloved Indiana passed away. My husband and I had cats for 19 years together. After Indiana died, my heart was shattered with grief. I couldn’t imagine opening it up for another pet.
My plate was already full. A new pet would be mainly my responsibility. Over the summer I relented a little and we visited a few shelters. We applied for adopting dogs and we were denied for many reasons. It was obvious to us that our townhome wasn’t right for a dog. So, maybe a cat was in our future.
Social media is my vice and my escape. I love the wealth of information that I can get with one click, especially at Christmas time. One typical Thursday afternoon, I was scrolling through Facebook. My youngest daughter was with her therapist. I thumbed through and stopped when I saw a picture of two kittens in a cage posted in a local Facebook group. Without hesitation I took a screenshot and text my husband. He was home from work shortly after, and told me he couldn’t stop thinking about the kitten. I suggested he take our oldest and go check it out. They left right away, within 15 minutes he texted me pictures.
During one more phone call, I asked him if he could walk away from the little tabby. That made the decision easy. While he stocked up on kitten supplies, I went on my hands and knees to clear up anything that might be harmful to him. As I got my youngest from the therapy room, our new family member arrived with loud mews.
With his litter box location locked in, we all take turns holding him. We had no idea how our youngest would handle the spontaneous adoption. It was clear from the first minute how much she adores him.
Pleasantly, the orange bundle mesmerized her. When it was my turn, he purred lovely like a race engine. My heart swelled 10 times bigger. After an emotional battle with cancer, mental health challenges and grieving, this kid was the best Christmas gift ever. All it took was a beautiful picture on Social Media.
I love that we didn’t force an adoption. We waited for him to find us. He makes all of us hurry home every day. Mind you, it’s like having a toddler in the house again. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
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