Hi everyone. I have some good news. Yesterday I adopted TWO new kitties. (I still can't believe I got two in one shot!)
They are two lovely orange boys and I am madly in love with them.
I have been looking for shelters on the Internet for the past few days and I have seen LOTS of gorgeous cats, but there was just something about this one orange and white tabby that made me just HAVE to see him in person. I just kept going back to his picture-I couldn't get enough of him.(Love at first sight?) I called the shelter and the lady said that they would be showing the cats up on 86th Street, so I FLEW there after work, all the while wondering if that precious little orange boy would still be there. He was. After petting him for a while, I reached over to pet the other little orange baby in the cage with him, and he put his paw on my arm as if to say, "Where are you going? Come back here and keep petting ME." So I was in love. He liked me too! Anyway, the lady from the shelter said that it would be a good idea to get a playmate for him, I didn't have to do it right away, but she recommended I do it soon. The other little one in the cage was the only one who hadn't been adopted yet, and I just couldn't leave him there by himself. So I ended up with two.
Elvis is the one I fell in love with over the Internet and he's a beautiful 2 year old guy. I think he may have been abused or badly hurt himself when he was on the street because his front left leg is crooked and the paw kind of points outward. He looks like he's about to do a pirouette. He walks and jumps fine, though. The thought that he may have been abused brings tears to my eyes. He's such a lovely boy. He has been kind of shy, but he does come up to me occasionally for a little scratch. He jumped into my bed last night and slept between my feet for several hours, then got up and went back into the living room. He hasn't had a lot of patience with his "brother", I guess because he's a hyper kitten and Elvis really just needs some peace and quiet in his life right now.
I named the kitten Jack Daniels. I call him Danny for short. He's 6 months old and a little fireball. He's a ginger tabby with eyes the same color as his fur and he looks like a baby tiger. He's EXTREMELY affectionate and outgoing. Not at all shy. He let me pick him up right away and LOVES to be cuddled. He came out of his carrier and started marching around like he was ready to take over. He's very talkative and he even "talked" to Grandma on the phone last night. He slept cuddled next to me last night with his head on my pillow.
I still miss my Charlie more than I can say, but these two little guys have given me so much happiness after these last two weeks of grief.
Their pictures are still on the Internet, if anyone would like to see them. (but let me warn you: the pictures don't do them justice!) I wanted to put the links here, but something went wrong. Here's what you do:
Go to petfinder.org
For the city, type in New York, NY
click on Contact Shelters and Rescue Groups
Scroll down the list until you find a shelter called New Yorkers for Companion Pets
Elvis' shelter name was Tigger and Danny's shelter name was Ginger.
[ August 01, 2001: Message edited by: thelmalu99 ]
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I am so happy you were able to take this step after Charlie's passing. Hopefully this will help lessen some of your pain. Give those orange sweeties lots of kisses from me. Trevor says a big MEOW!!! Purrs from Andy too. 
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