Earl and I are just back from the Humane Society. We went to meet a cat that I had seen online who has lived at the Humane Society for a while.
The very friendly girl working in the cat area introduced us to Tatum, who is almost four years old. He’s a big boy, weighing in at nearly 15 pounds. He was carefree when we stopped by his cage, he looked at us with the air of feline disinterest. I waved to him but he didn’t wave back.
We had to wait for the “meeting room” to be vacated by Theo, who apparently needs to be in there because he is so energetic but he doesn’t like any of the other cats.
Tatum, Earl and I went in and we learned about Tatum’s history and the habits he has exhibited while living at the shelter since January. He is a very nice boy and he liked head-butting my legs and playing with some of the provided toys and the like, but he did not like to be picked up. He’s a sturdy boy and when I tried to pick him up he made a deep, chatter like sound that wasn’t really angry sounding but it was definitely a sound of discontentment. He was fine as long as he was at your feet, but he did not want to be off the floor.
While Tatum is very nice, Earl pointed out that I’m one that likes to cuddle and nap with a feline friend, and while Tatum was purring until I tried to pick him up, there just wasn’t the click that I was expecting. I thanked him for his time, gave him some nice pets on the head and told it was a pleasure to meet him.
We then decided to meet Theo, the cat that was in the meeting room before we met Tatum. Theo was the exact opposite of Tatum, he did not want to be on the floor, he wanted to be on Earl’s head. I picked him up and put him on my lap and he kept going until he was standing on my shoulders. He then walked over to Earl’s shoulders and head and just started rubbing against Earl’s beard. He was very chatty and energetic and we knew if Theo came home with us he would be airborne the majority of the time. I thanked him for the privilege of meeting him and then we picked up a pre-adoption form and made our way for the exit.
Meeting Tatum and Theo was very nice and I enjoyed spending time with them, but it made me realize that I’m not quite ready for a new feline addition to our home yet. I still miss Tom too much and in the same way that Tom did not replace Gideon when Tom moved in with us, I don’t want the next cat to replace Tom, I want them to come in on their own merits and be part of our family, just like Tom was.
I know that we’ll be going back to the Humane Society to visit more cats in the future, but today was not the day. It was great to meet Tatum and Theo though.
sorry about the cats . I have some that don’t want oicked upyet I feel good that I gavr them a home. I took in astray and she stays in my bakroom . she does not like my other cats. but I give her shelter and food and lots of love. that’s all they need. better luck next time Pat
I’m so happy to hear that you have been able to give your cats a good home. Thank you for sharing that.
We are facing the end for our 17 year old cat because she has an inoperable cancer. We are taking very good care of her and at the first sign that she’s in pain or unable to live her life properly, I will take her in and , as I always have done with my cats, hold her as the shot is given, then lay her down gently. She loves to climb all over us, sleep in the trough between Fritz and me in the bed and she talks constantly. She will leave a very large void behind her when she’s gone. Replacing her — well we’ll just have to see. But you made me fall in love with Theo a little bit just now . . .
So sorry to hear about your kitty cat; 17 years is a good life for a cat and she sounds like she’s had a home full of love. *Hugs*
Theo was definitely a talker and a climber. Apparently he was also a loner because he definitely did not like other cats and he didn’t care what size they were. Before we got there he was picking a fight with a 29 pound guy named Zeus. Theo was a third his size at most. But he was super affectionate to us.
my heart breaks for you will. we had so many I took in over the years. the cancer just happened all at once. I have my blackie over 16 now and I know it will be soon for him .most of my cats lived up to 19 close to twenty. all declawed and fixed, never went out side. things happen we don’t expect. My husband would take them to the vet and come home crying. he spared me that ordeal.. now I lost him in Feb. now it will be up to me.. god bless you and take care. you are in my heart and prayers ty pat
I adopted a cat about 1.5 years ago. She is the same as Tatum…very affectionate on her terms but hates to be picked up or hugged and kissed. I keep working on her with love and attention but I’ve decided to lover her as she is since I doubt she’ll change. She is always close by, loves to sleep on my chest, and gives me someone to talk to. 🙂
I’m still thinking about Tatum today. He’s definitely all male. We’ll have to visit him again.
go J.P go give him a chance. love you for that. HEy J,P im 75 years yong and worry every day what will happen if I pass. I worry more since my husband passed. my kids said they will take care of it. so I only hope I last longer than them. take care pat