The High Ground

I ended up getting rid of a cat bed I had for years. I noticed my cats never used it and I wanted more room for storage. Once the fluffy bed was removed and the storage bins were in place the cats (particularly the boys) couldn’t get enough of their new favorite spot.

Double Stuffed

I got Kobi as a kitten from a coworker in 2014. Jax was a two year old stray when I rescued him in early 2017. Before Jax was rescued I noticed that he seemed to try to play with Kobi through the small space between the bottom of the door and the floor. Every time I saw Jax in the yard my doormat was alway out of place and Kobi was always sitting eagerly on the other side of the door. 

Years later they love to sit as close together as possible. It is especially adorable when they squeeze themselves into the same cat carrier.

Interrupted Nap

Jade and The Kittens

A friend of mine had called me to help rescue a stray cat that was hanging around her office building. I was reluctant at first but came to pick her up. She was a tiny little thing and very friendly for a stray. She was easy to lure into the crate with a few treats. And just like that, we were off to the vet. 

The vet estimated she was about 6-8 months old. Other than a few fleas and worms she was in good health. She was treated and I brought her back home. My friend had been calling her Jade because of her big green eyes and it suited her well.

She got along well with my two boys but she seemed to prefer Jax. 

Initially the vet told me she was not pregnant, but in fact she was. I had brought her back to get fixed and they called me with the news shortly after I left. The same day I found out was the day the kittens were born. 

She had given birth to four, but three survived. It was a bit sad but common in cats.

The whole thing was a bit overwhelming and unexpected. The last thing on my mind was getting another cat. But my fathers side of the family seems to have an affinity for rescuing stays. My grandfather fed several strays in Milwaukee, my father fed stays in our first house, and my parents last two cats literally showed up on their doorstep. 

So here we all are. These little kittens getting the best possible start in life.

Hello Kitties

In The Shadow of The Blinds

Golden Afternoon

Jax soaking up the sun. 

Glamour Shot

These two will never appreciate the glamour shots lavished upon them.

The Lookout

The Scratching Post

Farewell Jet

On March 4th, 2019 I had to say goodbye to my cat Jet. I got him three months after I moved to Orlando. The adoption paper said he was eight weeks old but a vet later comfirmed he was only four weeks old. I hand raised him and I had him for fifteen years.

Those years were also some of the most turbulent years of my life. I struggled with work and school, never having enough money, and horrible roommates. Relationships fell apart, jobs closed without warning. By the time I was 35 I had moved nine times and I had juggled two jobs since I had graduated college. In my world of general chaos he was often the only consistency I had to hold on to.

Enjoying the peace in the first apartment that we had all to ourselves.

When he became the big brother for Kobi.

He loved to cuddle with me; especially on cold mornings.

The 10 year anniversay of his adoption.

Sometimes I would take warm towels from the dryer and lay them on his bed. He would purr up a storm.

I loved the look on his face when I upgraded his bed.

But he always loved to curl up in my arms.

When my parents bought me a couch he thought it was his new cat bed and claimed it for himself.

After I rescued the stray he became a big brother again. All three of them always got along so well.

I took this photo the day I moved into my condo. Jax and Kobi were anxious but Jet was an old pro.

I finally had a place were he could lay out in the sun.

A short while after we moved in his health began declining.

But he would wait by the window for me to come home everyday.

I loved his silly little faces.

My best friend Rochelle had graciously offered to go to the vet with me. She didn’t want me to go alone. But it had been me and him for so long that it was something that I had to do without anyone else. 

Curled up in my arms on last time.

I was holding him when he slipped away.

Amidst the endless upheaval we were the only constants in each others lives. He had been with me through some of the darkest years of my life and it was devastating to loose him right at the point where I felt I was gaining some stability. I had so many friends reach out to comfort me. They all loved him too. 

I am forever gratful for our time together and all the love that he represents.

My Sweet Boy 

October 2nd, 2004 - March 4th, 2019