Luvy...

As you may recall I adopted two cats a couple of months ago and have discovered – much to my surprise – that I just might be … “a cat person.”  My attachment to these two kitties was instantaneous and with my life in transition right now they have provided a great place to express my love and nurturing nature.   Not only that they are great company.

My choice of adopting “older” cats (Luvy is a little over a year while Little Miss is more than five) was inspired as I watched my parents who’d done the same just a few months prior.  The older cat’s personality is on display where a kitten’s personality can be overshadowed by their cuteness and playful nature.  It just made sense to me and since I myself would be considered “older” and still have much to give I thought why not – older is good.

Luvy... energetic, loving and playful.

So on a sunny day last July when I stopped into our local animal shelter to find out the “deal” they provided me a “buy one/get one free” offer.   As I sat in the cat room pondering the huge responsibility I was about to take on Luvy jumped in my lap.  He was all playful, affectionate, loving and just plain nosy.  He still is all those things and I fell for him immediately.

Little Miss, on the other hand was a bit more of a surprise – affectionate as she was at the Shelter – once home she stayed on the fringes mostly and hid under the bed for a couple of hours until curiosity and a little kibble drew her out.  After joining us  (Luvy and I) I could see that Missy was the nervous type,  skittish and aloof and without knowing her history it’s impossible to know why.  Don’t get me wrong, Missy will show up for her neck scratches from time-to-time but she refuses to be picked up and protests if you try.  But still… she is an awesome sweet thing and I have grown to appreciate her quiet kindness.

Littlie Miss... quiet, gentle, kind and a bit nervous.

In all fairness, if I’d been paying attention that day at the Shelter Missy’s disposition was just as it is now.  Loving, affectionate, kind and playful, but all these things are on her terms not yours.   I love Little Miss too and  her quiet, gentle nature is very compatible with mine and a balance to Luvy’s insistence to be on your lap or in your face.  This threesome – me and Luvy and Lil’ Miss – it works.

And here we were going along just fine until one day a couple of weeks ago.  I’d come home from work and walked through the kitchen into the dining area.  It was dark and I hadn’t removed my shoes as I usually do.  I headed for the light switch and heard a squeal as I unintentially stepped on Lil’ Missy’s tail.  She ran off quickly and I never suspected or expected that she was injured, but she was injured I mean really injured and that is where this cat tale begins…

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