It’s been a few weeks since I got married and while we are still setting in, my husband has been begging to adopt a cat. He’s a huge cat lover even though he is allergic to cats. His ideal cat? An older orange tabby that would love to be petted all day long.
So, we went to the Silicon Vally Humane Society to see some cats. There, the orange tabbies were either aloof or sleeping so we didn’t disturb them. I could tell my husband was a little disappointed by the “unfriendly” cats, I asked a volunteer to recommend one that would be super friendly and would love being petted. He selected 2 older cats for us, a black and white snowshoe and a gray cat. They were really sweet and came up to us right away. But my husband wasn’t sold, he didn’t like that we were picking cats by personality, as if we were shopping for a bag or something.
We kept walking around the facility until he came upon some brown tabby kittens playing around. Once he stepped into their space, they huddled in a corner for 20 minutes, refusing to come out even with treats. It seemed like we would come home empty handed.
But when my husband stepped out from the kitten room, he wanted to adopt those kittens. It’s surprising since he’s always going on about how orange tabbies are the sweetest and older cats are less hassle than kittens. Now, he wants not one cat, but two little kittens?
I’m pretty sure you know how the story ends. We took little Pickles and Agatha home. (Do we want to keep those names?) They are super shy and a little fearful of their surroundings, but they’re warming up to us. We can’t pet them all the time yet, just a few head pats with treats. But perhaps with some training, they’ll grow into a pair of friendly cats.
Funny thing, they don’t mind the camera as much as humans. Guess they’re ready for their close-up!
Got an interesting pet adoption story? I’d love to know in the comments!