I am loving having a cat around the house lately. It isn't that I don't love the bird, I really do, and she is more friendly and affectionate than I ever thought a bird could possibly be. But...she is still a bird.
There is something about a furry face looking up at you, and listening to his rhythmic purring is such a joy. I have almost always had cats or dogs in the house, usually overlapping a bit so I never felt like I was trying to replace a beloved pet. It finally got to be too hard when I put "the careful dog" to sleep, and so I made the decision that when "the baby dog" went, I was done with pets. And I meant it. That feeling of having your heart ripped out when your lose you little friend is excruciating.
I loved D's cats immediately, of course. I just assumed that they would never be "our" cats for a number of reasons. Already having a bird in-house was a big one. I needn't have worried, they are getting along fine - the cat couldn"t care less about the bird, and the bird is no more skittish than ever.
And now, when I get home, I am greeted by not only the whistling of a cheeky cockatiel, but also the grateful meow of a feline who acts like he really couldn't be happier that I am home. Most nights D is home first, also (yes, he has a fuzzy face, too :-) ) which makes the picture complete.
It's nice to have life around the house again. (even if it isn't always so lively)
UPDATE: I guess those of you who are on Facebook know how I've been feeling about the cat. I've posted enough silly pictures & video.
Posted by Vox at July 10, 2009 12:13 AM | animals