Wow, this is a huge forum and I feel a bit lost! I am somewhat of a forum virgin but luckily my hubby gave me a few tips on forum etiquette. I was concerned that you might think I joined this forum to 'leach' sympathy. I do hope not, I have been meaning to get involved with other cat lovers for a while now since immersing myself in all things furry and meowing, I just didn't expect to lose one of my kittens so soon - I am still in complete shock and have no appetite. How can I enjoy food when my baby never even got his supper? My poor Tabitha misses her silly ginger playmate and needs a friend. I can't get another puss yet though. It's tough getting two kitties to be friends. Butch was much bigger than 'Tiny T' as I sometimes call her and it turned out to be quite a challenge. We kept them separate for a couple of weeks and gradually, they bonded (even though they played quite rough he never hurt her). I was oh so proud of myself for getting my kitties all happy and friends and things were great for two wonderful weeks (maybe not even that) and I see my little boy everywhere. In the frying pan, in my wardrobe, in my footwear, on my pillow and not to mention paws in my dinner and I miss our special cuddles. My arms are empty and there is no purring and shuffling and dribbling on me when I get home from work! No boisterous puss to steal my socks in a morning and make me late for work. Although Tabby is affectionate, it is in her own way but Butch was very much an 'in yer face' kitten and would lie on me, purring and napping for hours. Me and Tabitha are bonding more each day and I can see the love and understanding in her eyes and am greeted by her soft little whiskers reminding me to get out of bed in a morning and I think it is only a matter of time before my underwear goes walkabout.
My goodness me life is cruel. That horrid accident on the same night Butch was killed when that poor family lost their lives due to an incompetant driver, kids being stabbed in the street and all manner of other atrocities. If only the world was full of cat lovers. It sure would be a better place to be but there are far too many evil people around for my liking. I think perhaps if I waited until Tabitha was older, I could perhaps give a rescue puss a home. I know the introduction might be harder, but I am sure there is a pussy cat out there just waiting to be loved and cuddled and spoiled with yummy treats.
