How we got our kitty and what led up to it.
Now earlier this year, I had seen this video on how there were always so many dogs at animal shelters, I did make a decision that I would one day like to adopt a shelter dog. Anyways, after Jason had lost his dog, we tried going to a local animal shelter, HAWS, 3 weeks after losing his dog. And if we had to let her go 3 weeks earlier, then it just wasn't the right time to be wanting to adopting someone new. Not when I hadn't gotten done grieving over the loss of his dog. And honestly, I don't think either one of us was ready. Jason went by himself and looked at animals by himself, and didn't even wait for me to come with him. And on top of it, he didn't even bring his wallet or ID. And when I tried looking at dogs there, I just kept getting sadder and sadder and sadder. Now if that's the reaction I'm getting just from looking at the dogs there, that means I"m just not ready. When people come in there and they're ready to take someone home with them, my guess is they're usually feeling excited about it. But if you're crying about seeing them, you're not ready. It just wasn't the right time. And when I left HAWS the first time, I was really emotional. I wasn't completely over losing Jason's dog, and just wasn't emotionally ready to adopt from there. At least it gave me a chance to reevaluate how I want to go out adopting shelter animals and how it is I think Jason and I should go about doing it. I think first of all, I would like to adopt pets from the animal shelter, because they might need a chance or a 2nd chance at a loving forever home, and in some cases at life. But if we're going to do that, I think this is something we need to do together as a couple. And who we decide to adopt shouldn't be based on the dog or cat's breed, age, or gender. It should be about their personality, and their temperament.
Anyways, Jason had been talking for a while about wanting to get a black cat for a while, even before we had to say good bye to his dog, this summer. But anyways, I figure when it came to adopting an animal from an animal shelter, I figured maybe I should wait at least 6 months to 18 months before we go and adopt anyone from an animal shelter. Cat or dog. I also made a prediction that maybe by the time we are ready to adopt from there, maybe we'll be ready to adopt someone in time for a holiday season. I was right about one thing, but it wasn't around Christmas time. It was around Halloween, this year. So, back in February of 2016, my family had lost our family cat, Sid, unexpectedly. But then in October of this year (a little more than a year and a half later), they had brought home some new kittens. And my mom had told me a little prior to that, they had been wanting to get a new cat. And then when my boyfriend and I stopped over by them, they had said in early October, that they were going to be picking up their new kittens, so we went along with because I was excited to meet them. Plus I had heard that instead of getting just one new kitten, they'd be getting 2 and they were litter mates. I had wondered, are they boys or girls? My parents got one of each. And for a while, I know Jason and I would go over by them, just to come and play with them. And all this playing with my parent's cats really just made Jason want to have a kitten even more. So one night when I'm headed to a support group meeting, he called me to let me know he had been looking for places online where we could possibly get a new kitten ourselves. He tried looking on Craigslist but that didn't work out, too well. At the same time, he said that there were some kittens he had been looking at over at HAWS that he liked. Of course even before October, Jason had even been saying that one day when I go out and come back, there might be a new kitten at our place.
So anyways, that weekend on October 21, 2017, we made an 2nd attempt to go to HAWS (Humane Animal Welfare Society). Now, I wanted us to go together and look at pets together as a couple if we were going to look at animals.But I ended up just meeting Jason at the shelter. While I was driving to HAWS, all those old feelings of feeling sad started coming back, but not to the point where I was being all emotional. By the time I finally got there, he was already there. Luckily, I already knew where the cats were. When I went in there, and couldn't find him, one of the staff members asked if I was looking for someone. I'm sure when he got there before me, he probably told staff there that I was coming and maybe even showed them a picture of what I looked like. Anyways, the staff person showed me to the room Jason was in. And I see Jason in the room inside the cat room, and he's got this little black fur ball on his lap, playing with the little black kitten he had on his lap. And when I saw just how happy Jason looked, I couldn't say "no" to that. So as soon as I saw Jason in that room playing with this little black kitten, I walk in there, and immediately, I approach the kitten, saying, "well, hi, there!" And then I just started petting him. Then Jason asked me, "What do you think? Would you like to take this little guy home?" Of course I couldn't say no. I saw how happy Jason looked with him on his lap, and playing with him. So I'm like, "Sure!" So Jason says I should hold him. So as soon as I sat in a chair and sat him on my lap, he just immediately made himself comfortable in my lap. And then while I'm petting him, he's lying in my lap, licking one of my other hands, and just purring away. Of course I couldn't say No to that. If there's a cat you want to adopt from an animal shelter and give them a good loving home, and when you're given the opportunity to get to know the cat a little better, and all they want to do is sit on your lap and snuggle and just be purring away like that, I think it's definitely a sign that you should take them home with you. While he was sitting on my lap, I asked Jason if he was a boy or a girl. Jason told me he's a boy. So I asked him, if he had a name. Jason said, "Boo". So I'm like, "Hi, Boo. Would you like to come home and live with us?" So Jason asked him, "Yeah, Boo, would you like to come and live with us?" I think he just looked up at me and over at Jason when we asked him that. Almost as if to say, "Really? You mean it? Yes!" I know that when Jason left and I got up, preparing to leave, he looked up at me and meowed me, almost as if he just wanted me to hold him a little longer. He was probably thinking, "Where are you going?" So I saw he had a ball in the room with him. I just put it in front of him, before leaving. Then me and Jason finally did it. We filled out the paper work and went through with some of the adoption procedures. They told us we could bring him home with us on Monday the 23rd of October, but we needed our Landlord's approval, first. When I first went into HAWS, I thought we were going to adopt someone new, but when I left I was crying. When I went in again the 2nd time, I felt a little like I was going to cry, but when I left, I was smiling. Now where we're currently living, we originally told when we first moved that No pets were allowed. But that's not true. When we moved, I knew something in one of the hallways outside our unit of apartment smelled like cats. Well, it turns out you can in fact have pets living here at the Palmyra apartments. You just have to negotiate with the landlord, first. Sure enough I was right about other tenants having cats, here. Jason and I had even seen them in the windows of our neighbor's apartments in the back. Now on October 22 of 2017, Jason said that he was hoping the Landlord would say yes, because he really liked Boo and wanted to adopt Boo. As for me, I knew there was a 50% chance that we could still get to adopt him, and there was also a 50% chance the landlord could say no. So I wasn't going to get too excited or disappointed. Luckily the Landlord said we could on Monday morning. Once Jason let me know the Landlord gave us the ok, then I got excited once I knew we could take him home. On the day we adopted him, we stopped at the Wal Mart in Waukesha, and got him his kitty litter, litter box, his mat, his food dishes, cat food, treats, a carrying case, a little cave thing for him to play in, a basket and his toys. I picked out his toys. I think Boo had an eventful weekend, too. First he meets us that Saturday afternoon. The next day he gets all his vaccinations. That Sunday night ends up being his last night of living at HAWS. The next morning, he's taken in for surgery to get neutered. Then that afternoon, a staff member comes in for him in the cat room. Puts him in his new carrying case. (Should have got him some portable cat nip mice for him at Wal Mart, while we were at it, and then we could have put some of them in there.) And then he leaves with us for what seems like possibly a long trip to his new home in the car, riding shot gun. Probably wondering, "Where am I going, now?" Anyways, when we get him, I put him in his carrying case on the floor in the apartment, first. Then I get all his new things, set them up, where we think they should go. Then I had to park the car in a parking spot. Then I went and I let him out of his carrying case. And then he went and ran in every room, just to see what was in every room. Basically exploring his new home. And we also played with him too. So yeah, he had a long day, that day.
Anyways, Jason had been talking for a while about wanting to get a black cat for a while, even before we had to say good bye to his dog, this summer. But anyways, I figure when it came to adopting an animal from an animal shelter, I figured maybe I should wait at least 6 months to 18 months before we go and adopt anyone from an animal shelter. Cat or dog. I also made a prediction that maybe by the time we are ready to adopt from there, maybe we'll be ready to adopt someone in time for a holiday season. I was right about one thing, but it wasn't around Christmas time. It was around Halloween, this year. So, back in February of 2016, my family had lost our family cat, Sid, unexpectedly. But then in October of this year (a little more than a year and a half later), they had brought home some new kittens. And my mom had told me a little prior to that, they had been wanting to get a new cat. And then when my boyfriend and I stopped over by them, they had said in early October, that they were going to be picking up their new kittens, so we went along with because I was excited to meet them. Plus I had heard that instead of getting just one new kitten, they'd be getting 2 and they were litter mates. I had wondered, are they boys or girls? My parents got one of each. And for a while, I know Jason and I would go over by them, just to come and play with them. And all this playing with my parent's cats really just made Jason want to have a kitten even more. So one night when I'm headed to a support group meeting, he called me to let me know he had been looking for places online where we could possibly get a new kitten ourselves. He tried looking on Craigslist but that didn't work out, too well. At the same time, he said that there were some kittens he had been looking at over at HAWS that he liked. Of course even before October, Jason had even been saying that one day when I go out and come back, there might be a new kitten at our place.
So anyways, that weekend on October 21, 2017, we made an 2nd attempt to go to HAWS (Humane Animal Welfare Society). Now, I wanted us to go together and look at pets together as a couple if we were going to look at animals.But I ended up just meeting Jason at the shelter. While I was driving to HAWS, all those old feelings of feeling sad started coming back, but not to the point where I was being all emotional. By the time I finally got there, he was already there. Luckily, I already knew where the cats were. When I went in there, and couldn't find him, one of the staff members asked if I was looking for someone. I'm sure when he got there before me, he probably told staff there that I was coming and maybe even showed them a picture of what I looked like. Anyways, the staff person showed me to the room Jason was in. And I see Jason in the room inside the cat room, and he's got this little black fur ball on his lap, playing with the little black kitten he had on his lap. And when I saw just how happy Jason looked, I couldn't say "no" to that. So as soon as I saw Jason in that room playing with this little black kitten, I walk in there, and immediately, I approach the kitten, saying, "well, hi, there!" And then I just started petting him. Then Jason asked me, "What do you think? Would you like to take this little guy home?" Of course I couldn't say no. I saw how happy Jason looked with him on his lap, and playing with him. So I'm like, "Sure!" So Jason says I should hold him. So as soon as I sat in a chair and sat him on my lap, he just immediately made himself comfortable in my lap. And then while I'm petting him, he's lying in my lap, licking one of my other hands, and just purring away. Of course I couldn't say No to that. If there's a cat you want to adopt from an animal shelter and give them a good loving home, and when you're given the opportunity to get to know the cat a little better, and all they want to do is sit on your lap and snuggle and just be purring away like that, I think it's definitely a sign that you should take them home with you. While he was sitting on my lap, I asked Jason if he was a boy or a girl. Jason told me he's a boy. So I asked him, if he had a name. Jason said, "Boo". So I'm like, "Hi, Boo. Would you like to come home and live with us?" So Jason asked him, "Yeah, Boo, would you like to come and live with us?" I think he just looked up at me and over at Jason when we asked him that. Almost as if to say, "Really? You mean it? Yes!" I know that when Jason left and I got up, preparing to leave, he looked up at me and meowed me, almost as if he just wanted me to hold him a little longer. He was probably thinking, "Where are you going?" So I saw he had a ball in the room with him. I just put it in front of him, before leaving. Then me and Jason finally did it. We filled out the paper work and went through with some of the adoption procedures. They told us we could bring him home with us on Monday the 23rd of October, but we needed our Landlord's approval, first. When I first went into HAWS, I thought we were going to adopt someone new, but when I left I was crying. When I went in again the 2nd time, I felt a little like I was going to cry, but when I left, I was smiling. Now where we're currently living, we originally told when we first moved that No pets were allowed. But that's not true. When we moved, I knew something in one of the hallways outside our unit of apartment smelled like cats. Well, it turns out you can in fact have pets living here at the Palmyra apartments. You just have to negotiate with the landlord, first. Sure enough I was right about other tenants having cats, here. Jason and I had even seen them in the windows of our neighbor's apartments in the back. Now on October 22 of 2017, Jason said that he was hoping the Landlord would say yes, because he really liked Boo and wanted to adopt Boo. As for me, I knew there was a 50% chance that we could still get to adopt him, and there was also a 50% chance the landlord could say no. So I wasn't going to get too excited or disappointed. Luckily the Landlord said we could on Monday morning. Once Jason let me know the Landlord gave us the ok, then I got excited once I knew we could take him home. On the day we adopted him, we stopped at the Wal Mart in Waukesha, and got him his kitty litter, litter box, his mat, his food dishes, cat food, treats, a carrying case, a little cave thing for him to play in, a basket and his toys. I picked out his toys. I think Boo had an eventful weekend, too. First he meets us that Saturday afternoon. The next day he gets all his vaccinations. That Sunday night ends up being his last night of living at HAWS. The next morning, he's taken in for surgery to get neutered. Then that afternoon, a staff member comes in for him in the cat room. Puts him in his new carrying case. (Should have got him some portable cat nip mice for him at Wal Mart, while we were at it, and then we could have put some of them in there.) And then he leaves with us for what seems like possibly a long trip to his new home in the car, riding shot gun. Probably wondering, "Where am I going, now?" Anyways, when we get him, I put him in his carrying case on the floor in the apartment, first. Then I get all his new things, set them up, where we think they should go. Then I had to park the car in a parking spot. Then I went and I let him out of his carrying case. And then he went and ran in every room, just to see what was in every room. Basically exploring his new home. And we also played with him too. So yeah, he had a long day, that day.
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