My husband has never liked cats. When we suddenly had a mouse problem, I talked him into getting a cat for our house. He turned to Freecycle and Craigslist. It was almost like it was meant to happen.
My husband found a woman who was having to give away her husband’s cat because their little girl had developed allergies.
When she bought him to our house, he was scared and extremely nervous. My husband was afraid he had made a mistake.
After Jax warmed up to us, he made himself right at home. He is an overweight lap kitty. He would rather be next to someone or in their lap than anywhere else. He is a fat kitty. He wheezes when he purrs, grunts while he sleeps, and when he gets excited he drools everywhere. He is a silly character.
His favorite past time is sitting in the chair underneath our dinning room table. There he waits for our dogs to walk by to eat, drink, or go outside. When they pass he will hit them on their heads.
He loves teasing my 10 month old son to play. He will walk by and drag his tail across my son, knowing he will want to play. At the end of the night, after everyone is asleep, he will jump in my lap and wheeze/purr until bedtime.
When I was pregnant he refused to sit anywhere unless I was within arms length. He would follow me anywhere I went. He is a silly kitty and at times acts more like a dog than a cat.
He comes running when you call his name (or his nickname, Fat Fat). Every morning he is up crying for food as soon as anyone gets up. He has to sleep in between my husband and myself, well until our baby comes to our bed. He will make room for him.
I absolutely love my cat! He is as much a part of the family as anyone. My cat is what I like to refer to as a “pound puppy”. We got him from a shelter when he was about 7 weeks old.
He was so tiny he only weighed about a pound and could not even eat solid food! He was my first “out of the cage” animal, so I did not know what to expect.
It was a shock to me to see just how energetic kittens are, but after those initial growing pains, it was great! I lived alone when I first get my cat (I have since gotten married) and we were inseparable.
I used to go home at lunch everyday to spend time with him and he would lick my lunch bowl when I was done. He also used to suck on his tail when he was a baby. I never quite figured out why he would do that, but it was so cute!
My cat is now almost five, but he still thinks he is a kitten. He will stand in front of the bedroom door and cry if only myself or my husband has woken up for the day and the other is sleeping.
He also comes running when we call him, which we get a kick out of. Our cat is definitely like a child to us and we would not trade him in for anything!