One reader forwarded the article onto his mailing list, and one reader, Sandy, now has the cats!
Sandy, who lives in Bend, Oregon, had been toying with adopting a shelter kitten, but when she learned of B & B, she thought, “Why not?” and wrote their guardian, Scott, in California.
Two weeks
later, Scott flew the cats to Oregon, and hand delivered them to their new “mother”.
Curious Betty immediately explored her new home, while mellow Bob surveyed his surroundings from under the sofa, emerging seven hours later for a cuddling.
“Our ‘instant’ family,” said Sandy, “felt normal. When I awoke the next morning, both cats were on my bed. After not having had a pet for four years, it was comforting. They felt ‘at home’ and fell in love
with my big windows, and all its wildlife entertainment: robins, blue jays, bunnies, quail and deer.”
Sandy’s home, heart and soul lifted with her new furry friends.
“My whole outlook changed,” said Sandy. “After being alone, the magnetic poles of my life suddenly shifted. Our lives now revolve around each other. My home is more interesting, alive, vibrant, and caring. What is the glue that binds us? The calm of a purr? The curl of sleep? A
stretched tummy of trust? It's all of that, as our energies interweave and create new dimensions, as if a flat world has become round.”
Taking two mature cats may seem more complex than adopting a kitten, but in reality it was easier. B & B came well-behaved, and they comfort and entertain each other.
Cute Bob sits on his haunches, like a gopher, moving his paws up and down in a waving motion. This “curl-up-and-slumber buddy” likes to be
picked up, sit in a lap or carried around the house. “So, I'm reacquainting myself,” laughs Sandy, “with the hair-removal roller.”
Betty is playful and “helps” Sandy purr-form floor exercises by sitting on her chest. And, though she's eight, Betty still chases her tail. However, the mature-regal part of her is annoyed for doing it!
“I was rolling a ball for her,” said Sandy. “Betty chased it, then noticed that her back end was twitching in that
‘hunt and chase’ style. She turned and focused on her tail, frustrated between her wild and sophisticated sides, so she gave it a hilarious rolled-eye expression of disgust. But her lower spine and tail ‘insisted’ on twitching. So she had to look again. She was ‘very annoyed’ about that twitching tail!
I couldn't help laughing, for which, of course, I apologized.
During quiet moments, the cats
lovingly bathe each other. And, for fun, they wildly dash through the house. I am glad that I answered Scott’s e-mail and adopted these deserving cats. I love being a cat mom again. My house is ‘home-ier and happy-ier’ strewn with cat toys and cat fur. I am also glad that I bought that cordless vacuum last year!”
Note from Scott:
“We are thrilled to read Sandy’s update and see the cats’ articles. I am visiting my mom today, at the memory care center,
and have printed the articles out which will DEFINITELY brighten mom’s day.”
