This cat is the sweetest thing. It’s been about twenty years since I had a cat that sleeps on my pillow. I woke up a week ago to find him nestled into my shoulder two nights in a row. I don’t know if this will be a normal thing or not.
I almost adopted a black kitten three years ago from our local no-kill shelter. In fact, I was in the shelter signing the paperwork too bring the kitten home for a try out with my girls. They let you do that here, giving adoptive parents a two-week trial if they have other animals in the house.
This didn’t work out because who would call me on the cell phone at that moment – my husband, who nixed that idea real quick – as we already had three cats and didn’t need another one. The lady at the shelter was a bit disgusted with me as we’d done the paperwork and she had the kitten in a box and had given me a bag of kitten chow. I felt bad leaving the poor little thing there screaming his head off – he wanted out of that box!
The next week I ended up in the hospital for emergency surgery. Now maybe this was a good thing, me not being able to follow up on that adoption. Three years later, I found Raven who was waiting for me to adopt him and give him a good home. So everything worked out in the end. I hope the shelter kitten got a loving home too. He would be three-years-old now.