After we unexpectedly lost Loki (the most affectionate and amazing and special black cat ever) a few weeks back, Jacob started acting a little… needy. Jacob and Loki weren’t necessarily friends (at least they didn’t seem to be), but with Loki gone, Jacob suddenly started clinging to us. And while it was really quite sweet in some ways (afterall, it’s really nice to be needed!), he would follow us around the house and meow at us for HOURS at a time. It became a little much. We decided we maybe needed to find a friend for our favourite orange cat. :)
We’ve never been run-out-to-the-pet-store-and-buy-a-cute-kitten type of folk. Our cats have always been strays and cats from rescue agencies (there are so SO many cats out there who desperately need good homes – loving and amazing cats who’ve just had back luck or bad owners.) We adopted Loki from a rescue agency called Animal Alert in London (where we lived prior moving to Cambridge.) After a short chat with our good friends at Google, we discovered Pet Patrol, a local all-cat rescue organization that finds homes for over 350 rescued kitties per year (which is pretty darn impressive since it’s all run out of one very cat-filled house and staffed by volunteers.)
When we visited Pet Patrol last week, we saw what must have been about 40 cats living in the house, all waiting for adoption. The lady who runs the organization, Jan, seems to know all the cats very well, and seems to care about each and every one of them. Knowing that we wanted people-cats, both Sweetie and I sat down on the floor and waited. Whipple (a beautiful grey and white boy) came to me, and Velarian (a long-furred black adolescent boy) came to Phil. And despite the gazillion other cats milling about, both Whipple and Velarian stayed with us while we were there at the Pet Patrol house. It was love at first pet.
We weren’t necessarily looking to find Jacob TWO friends, but two friends for Jacob found us. After talking it over (since adopting new fur babies is indeed a big decision) we went back to Pet Patrol on Saturday to make everything official, and Irwin (formerly Whipple) and Erik (who was the ill-named Velarian) are now acclimatising to our house in our back room until kitty Introductions Day.
Shall I introduce you? :)
Here’s Irwin. He’s a little nervous still, but I think he’ll adapt – he’s super sweet and affectionate and rather adorable too (I think he might have a wee bit of British shorthair in him – he’s got the thickest fur ever and the gray parts are a lovely silvery colour.)
And here’s Mr Erik. Erik isn’t yet a year old and he’s still clumsy and curious and very kitten-like. He shares Loki’s easy-going-ness (perhaps that’s a long-furred black cat trait?) We’ve discovered that he also loves sleep. :)
I think we’ll likely have Introduction Day later this week, or maybe even next weekend, once the newbies have adjusted to their new surroundings and to us too. Fingers crossed that they both like Jacob, and that Jacob likes them too. I already love them all. :)