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Friday, June 17, 2005

Brothers


Brothers
Originally uploaded by KATIEmagic.

About 2 minutes after Kent and I moved in together, I started bugging him to come to the SPCA with me and get a cat. Since we were living in a loft, we didn't want a dog, and we were sure we wanted a female cat because she wouldn't mark all over the wonderful old wooden floors.

After a month or so, he finally gave in. I think it's because he told his mom what I was asking for and being the cat lover she was, she told him what was what and he better get down to that shelter and rescue a cat right now or else.

So off we went to find a cat that was litterbox trained and lovable. At the Dallas SPCA they keep 20 or so cats in each cat room. I don't remember why we opened the glass door to that particular room, but as soon as we did one emaciated orange tabby walked out, took a couple of steps and turned around to look back at us with a look that said, "um, are you coming or what?"

That was that. We dug around for his papers and read that his name was Tucker. He came to us as soon as we called him by his name. His coat was (and is) the exact color of Husbands (then boyfriends) beard. The papers also said that he was sheltered along with his litter mate Rocket, a black and white cat and that they needed to stay together.

Into the cat tank we went. There were only about 15 black and white cats to look through. We were about to give up when I spotted a sickly little guy curled up in the corner. Sure enough, it was Rocket. He was so sick that he went limp when I picked him up. They were both so skinny, and weak, it broke my heart. We went in for one female and out we came with two males.

Tucker took to his new home almost immediately. He started walking around, checking things out, getting the lay of the land. Rocket, however found a chair, curled up and slept for about a month. We even re-named him because Rocket seemed so out of place for a cat who didn't move. But soon, after a couple of rounds of antibiotics, Ross emerged a new cat. He and Tucker began chasing each other around the loft the entire night. I guess Rocket would have been fitting afterall.

They have adjusted well to the newer additions, although it was pretty tough at first. They are still each others best friend, and often I will catch them laying like this, close to one another in the EXACT same position.

Tucker and Ross, the original C-A-T's

2 Comments:

  • At 3:03 PM, Blogger hazel said…

    soo cute and such a great story. I love stuff like this.

     
  • At 3:25 PM, Blogger Unknown said…

    AWWW! Brothers are the best!!

     

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