So I have about 100 things I could blog about but the most recent thing to talk about it: I got a cat! Last Saturday, I got a cat at the same place my brother and SIL got their cat, Snoop. I had been preparing for some time. I had all the necessary items waiting at home. I just needed to find the right one.
I had gone to Petco a couple times near my parents' house and almost got a little gray kitty. But the logistics made it feel like it might not have been the best timing. So I waiting until after Thanksgiving and for a weekend, so I could be around for the cat to help both of us adjust.
So I went to PAWS and talked to the people that work there. They mentioned due to my work schedule, a kitten might not be the best idea. It wouldn't have been fair to a little kitty. So I went into a couple rooms and hung out with some cats. I thought I had a girl cat picked out. She was gray and beautiful. However, she made it clear that she changed her mind with a little hiss at me. But during this, a little orange cat kept coming up to me. So I interacted a little bit with the cat named Elliot. I decided he was the one. So I adopted Elliot.
However, I changed his name. I will keep Elliot as a middle name because I can't just forget the name he came with and it is the name of the bay at the Seattle Waterfront (Elliot Bay). So I decided to go with the name I wanted with Elliot as the middle name. So meet Oliver Elliot. (Oliver is from the Disney movie I grew up with,
Oliver and Company, and after Olive, a teddy bear given to me by my two "little sisters.")
Oliver's first hiding spot was right behind some of my favorite books... clearly he was prefect for me! He still loves hiding here. Ignore the scary eyes. Flashes and cat eyes don't get along.
Napping and cuddling with me on the couch on our second day together.
Oliver and his namesake, both with their new collar and tags.
Oliver kind of got in the way of my wrapping. He was "helping."
I have a little residual fear from a previous cat my family had that wasn't very nice but we are working together. He is pretty self sufficient. He seems to sleep anytime I am gone. He likes to cuddle, but in his own time. He LOVES being brushed, which is good since he sheds quite a bit. He likes to talk to me. But overall, I am pretty happy with my little guy. It is nice to have someone to come home to and someone to watch a movie with. Hopefully this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.