After Lucy died in October, Linus and I spent a lot of together time. We became addicted to watching Star Trek spin-offs and Bewitched DVDs. But then one of my coworkers mentioned to me that there was a sweet little kitty who kept visiting her home. But the two outdoor cats didn’t like her, and her Grandma said there were already too many indoor cats (there were four between my coworker and her Grandma). So my friend was looking for someone who might be able to take care of Reesie. She thought of me.
We agreed to have Reesie and Linus meet up at her Grandma’s garage on Friday, November 3rd. I brought Linus in his harness, and just on the off-chance that they liked each other enough, I brought one of my cat crates.
As soon as Linus came into the garage, Reesie immediately ran over to him and wanted to meet him. It was love at first sight for Reesie. She thought he was the best cat EVER! (She’s not wrong, you know.) My friend coaxed Reesie into the crate and we took her home for a week’s trial.
As I said, Reesie LOVED Linus. But Linus was more or less indifferent to her. So I was a bit worried that her attention might be stressful to him. I made sure to have some alone time with Linus. We’ve taken to sleeping with just the two of us and he can have his Chunky Chicken Entree without her bothering him. (That does mean I feel sorry for Reesie out in the rest of the house alone. But she seems to be OK with it now. Especially as she gets to join me in bed when Linus wakes me up to leave the room in the middle of the night.)
Over Christmas Break, Reesie went in for her neutering. She came out with a Cone of Shame which amused Linus and did not amuse Reesie. However, during her two week recovery time, she and I bonded a lot. Reesie became my TV watching buddy (as Linus avoided her during this time because (a) Cone of Shame and (b) she was getting stinky not being able to groom her backside because of (a)).
Two weeks after the surgery, she was free of the cone and the klingons which had been stuck to her fluffy butt. She was THRILLED to be able to groom herself again. And Linus returned to his indifference. She still thought he was the BEST KITTY EVER and still enjoyed TV time with Trina. (She’s sitting on the desk to the left of me right now and watching me as I type this up.)
As the weeks have gone on, Reesie and Linus have become friends and not just UberFan and BestKittyEver. It’s now Big Brother and Annoying Little Sister. Linus still has patience issues with her and I’ve not been successful at getting everyone in the comfy chair together (though we had about an hour this morning when all three of us were kitten piled in the bed). But there are more times than not that I’ve found the pair curled up together in the window seat or the comfy chair or the bed.
So, welcome to our home, Reesie! I’m sorry I was late on this update, but I’ve not been in the mood to (a) look for photos and (b) write up a post about Reesie. Today the stars aligned such that I could do so!
