Cats as comfort
Here’s Roja, little sister to Blanca, the white cat you met the other day. They are both Maine Coon mixes, former shelter cats, have gorgeous HUGE bushy tails, tufted ears and paws, the works. Roja has moved into place as my “Prozac Princess” cat…the one who comes to me when I’m upset, the one who will sit quietly (usually) on my lap and gaze into my eyes. She’s taken over the job from my beloved Demi, who passed away last year from feline diabetes.
When we first got Roja and Blanca (”red” and “white” in Spanish), we called them the “Flying Enchilada Sisters” because they never walked, sauntered, crept or crawled….they flew! Since then, they’ve calmed down a bit, and now we just call them the “Bush-tailed” sisters. We have two clans here, the Bush-tails and the Rat-tails. LOL.
I never knew about the possible interactions that cats could have with each other until we got more than one. Now we have six, and I learn something new everyday. R&B don’t seem to like each other much anymore, unlike Izzy June and Missy Jane, who are the new babies. Interesting.
Gotta go, somebody’s scratching at the door!
catnip luv,
bobbi c. and the six-pack
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cats, comfort, cat picture, Maine coons, shelter cats
March 28th, 2007 at 11:37 am
We’ve got two girls, and while new girl *loves* old girl, old girl won’t give new girl the time of day. They’re a riot as new girl keeps trying to snuggle up and keeps getting rebuffed.
March 29th, 2007 at 10:16 am
Hey Cyndi,
That sounds normal! LOL. Our new kitties always love the older ones, but the older ones are like “Where did you get THOSE and when will they be leaving?”
bobbi c.