Shortly after bringing Ali to live with us, my hubby and I decided that we would go and get her a friend to play with. He was being very paticular with what kind of cat that he wanted-he wanted a gray short haired. We went to the shelter and all of the cats were adopted (all of them including the older cats). We left that day a little disappointed, but they told us to check their website every few days to see what new kitties they had gotten in. I checked their website everyday over the next week and finally saw a picture of Jack. I called the shelter immediately to see if he was still availalbe and he was! I went out there that night and adopted him. He stole my heart. He was in a cage with his brother (I wanted to take them both, but I couldn't...his brother was adopted the next day). He was so little...the runt of his litter. He was 3 months old and weighed 2 pounds. Here he is at the shelter:
Before we could bring him home we had to get him neutered, so he went from the shelter to the vet to get his surgery. After his surgery I picked him up and brought him home. He spent the first night under the computer stand and I spent it laying in the floor trying to get him to trust me. The most hysterical thing was that when he came out he started to lick at his "surgery spot" so I put the cone on him. Well, he was so small that it didn't fit him...he couldn't walk without it getting in the way and it was the smallest one that he had. So I spent the night making sure that he wasn't licking at himself. It didn't take too long for him to warm up to us. He is now the most affectionate cat that I have ever had. He follows us around the house and is never too far from us. He sleeps in the same spot every night...cuddled up to me in some way. He loves to be held like a parrot on your shoulder. He is also very talkative and jabbers at us all the time. He is my precious boy and I'm so blessed that he is a part of our lives.
Here he is now:
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