When I was born to my litter, my memory admittedly is a bit
fuzzy. Me and my siblings were nursed, cared for, and snuggled together with
our mom cat. We were a family for a short period of time before we were all
separated. We all must have been about 8 weeks old when we had to say goodbye
to our Mama. I don’t remember much about mama, but I do remember she was kind,
cuddly, and warm. She didn’t want to see us go. And none of us wanted to be
separated from her either. I think my sister, Leah, took it the worst when we
all said our goodbyes. It affected Leah badly and she was never quite right
around humans since then. Especially when she and I both ended up at the
shelter. We sadly watched as all of our siblings got adopted quickly. Since
Leah had trust issues with humans, she kept coming back to our shared cage and
since I was a black cat, no one wanted to be bothered with me. We kept together
keeping each other company and we kept each other safe. For the most part, our
stay was pleasant at the shelter but sad. People and families would come and go,
and no one wanted to take us home. It didn’t matter to Leah. Her opinion of
humans didn’t change. But to me, humans weren't so bad. People at the shelter were nice
to us. I like the humans that were there, particularly the ones that scratched
my head and fed me. They were pretty neat! But those were people that worked at
the shelter and never took us home. And I wanted a home where we could run free
inside of instead of being inside of a cage all the time. As we got older, the
cages began to feel smaller and smaller.
For months people came and went. Shown some interest here
and there. A few times Leah and I went into the window room, and it was great!
I got to see outside, while Leah hid under the bench. Needless to say, she
didn’t leave a good impression for a lot of the visits and before we knew it,
we were both back inside the cage again. I was beginning to give up hope when
my furever family finally showed up! It was a man, woman, and a little girl! We
went into the window room together, and Leah and I somehow ended up charming
them! It didn’t bother them that Leah was hiding from them under the bench. At
first when they left, I thought that that was it! Just another family that
looked promising but would leave us to stay inside of a cage. But they proved
to be different and came back the next day to take us home! At first it was a
little scary, the drive home. Particularly for Leah who didn’t like nor trust
humans much if at all! She sprayed inside the car which made me worry a lot. We
both were meowing with a lot of concern for different reasons: Leah wanted to
get away from the humans and I wanted to make sure that she was okay and that
we had a permanent home! When we got home and were let loose, Leah hid under the couch and
stayed there during the day a lot while I bonded with my human family. Leah and
I would explore our home at night pouncing, bouncing, running, and zooming
around. It was so big! It felt like a fun house and palace meant for cats and we
explored like travelers going on neat expeditions! It was so much space for two
tiny kittens. And for a few months it was just the five of us: humans and kittens
interacting with each other. Well, in Leah’s case it was still about hiding and
avoiding humans while the humans were awake and walking around at this point. Leah had problems
adjusting while I was getting increasingly more and more comfortable with my
humans and my surroundings. It was a great improvement that she would come out
of her hiding space during the day to eat her meals instead of at night. It
took a while for things to get a little bit better with her.
In December 2020, our sister Star was adopted and integrated
into our family. As excited as we were for her to be here, Star had the
opposite problem to Leah: Star was afraid of cats but loved humans! She was
kept separate from us in one bedroom. At first when she was introduced to
us, she would hiss and growl! It wasn’t her fault. She was trying to protect
herself because of mistreatment from other cats. It broke my little furry heart,
but I was determined to be kind and loving to her so that she could see that
she had nothing to be afraid of. Leah on the other hand could not understand
this behavior at all! Star hurt Leah’s feelings badly and they fought a lot
when they saw each other. As Star started exploring more and more of our home
outside of that one bedroom, I had to constantly break up their fights and
insist on peace between my cat sisters. After all, Star was still my sister even
if she came from another mother’s litter.
We all worked on it together and you know what? Eventually, things have
gotten a lot better! Leah is working through her difficulties with humans
petting her. She roams freely night and day with less fear, and she
isn’t hiding under the couch anymore. And now a year later, life has gotten
more comfortable for everyone, including Star who although is rather regal and
aloof, has now become more tolerant and cordial towards other cats. As for me,
I grow more and more with love in my furry heart and good treats in my furry
belly! Our bond as a family, as rocky as it started for everyone, is now
getting better and better; it just takes a lot of time and patience. Bur that
goes for any loving family dynamic, right? Furriness doesn’t qualify as an
exception. And I don’t mind being the furry peacekeeper because everyone loving
each other means everything to me. As long as they are around me happy and
healthy, I get fed and cared for, I get playtime with all of my loved ones, and
if I find a good makeshift footrest from time to time, my life is full and
where it should be! My journey has been a wonderful one so far and it only has
just begun. And so far, I really do feel like the luckiest black cat ever and
truly beloved! I got more furry tails to tell so check back often and read my
latest blog postings and watch my videos!
Got a question, comment, or a cat-astrophe on your furless paws?
You can always reach me at pixiespetcorner@gmail.com.
And remember that no problem is ever too big or too small for this little black
kitten!
Hugs & cat kisses from the luckiest black cat you know!
Until next time… Make Every day the Best Cat-urday!
Pixie
Pixie’s Pet Corner™
The Luckiest Black Cat… Truly Beloved!™
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