Emma Rules My World
The internet is full of cute kitty videos and photos. I for one spend a lot of my time watching these videos and ogling the adorable images. Since I have two of them in my house, I thought I'd add more kitty images for people to see.
Not too long ago, 2010 to be exact, in the middle of recovering from surgery the husband thought that getting a pet was beneficial for my recovery. I was healing nicely then and was in no particular mood to get a pet. They were a lot of work I know and caring for a pet was the last thing I wanted to do. My childhood was filled with dogs. I like them, but I was never responsible for them. However, I sensed an urgency in my husband's voice and to keep the harmony I went along with him to the shelter, with every intention of saying No to every dog he may favor.
Everything changed when we got to the shelter. On the way to the rooms that housed the dogs were the cages for kitties. The husband was curious and wanted to check out the kitties. He had a wonderful experience with his childhood pet cat and thought maybe I would be interested to see them up close. I was hesitant. My father when he was alive banned cats in our house, he was allergic to them. As I was passing by, a paw stretched out from one of the cages and a melodious MEOW was heard. I was being summoned by future boss and I didn't know it them. The cat had me at the first MEOW.
Still having second thoughts even after stroking her head and her paw for quite sometime, I let the husband talk me into giving a day or two to think things over. Be that as it may, I still asked for an adoption form with her ID # on it. The lady was all for giving me extra day to decide, and assured me that if the adoption didn't work out they would be willing to take her back. I couldn't fathom that concept. Why would you return a cat?
I went along with the suggestion, slept on it and waited another day (they were closed) to get my little girl. As if the universe was telling me I was making the right move when I went over to pick her up I could not identify her. They all look similar to me. I was getting anxious. I composed myself, took a long breath and stood in the doorway and announced, "I'm here, where's my baby girl? Only one paw was seen through the cage, only one meow was heard. It was her.
The picture above is taken on her second day at home. There was zero adjustment period. She knew I was untutored in the ways of cat slave, so she took over my training. Cats are amazing trainers. I learned quickly the ways to serve a cat.
From the very beginning, I enjoy watching her sleep - very peaceful.
She loved her fuzzy pillow. She only slept on it.
This is the only way we could get her to use her cat bed.
She does neighborhood watch in the front windows every day, the same time the sun hits the front of the house.
She's been known to enjoy playtime with her mousie.
It's tough to see her sluggish after her shots.
She demands neck scritches.
"Cats are connoisseurs of comfort." - James Herriot
She loves her veggies.
"Time spent with cats is never wasted." Sigmund Freud.
I will feature my other cat next time. This is my entry to OUR WORLD TUESDAY.
Not too long ago, 2010 to be exact, in the middle of recovering from surgery the husband thought that getting a pet was beneficial for my recovery. I was healing nicely then and was in no particular mood to get a pet. They were a lot of work I know and caring for a pet was the last thing I wanted to do. My childhood was filled with dogs. I like them, but I was never responsible for them. However, I sensed an urgency in my husband's voice and to keep the harmony I went along with him to the shelter, with every intention of saying No to every dog he may favor.
Everything changed when we got to the shelter. On the way to the rooms that housed the dogs were the cages for kitties. The husband was curious and wanted to check out the kitties. He had a wonderful experience with his childhood pet cat and thought maybe I would be interested to see them up close. I was hesitant. My father when he was alive banned cats in our house, he was allergic to them. As I was passing by, a paw stretched out from one of the cages and a melodious MEOW was heard. I was being summoned by future boss and I didn't know it them. The cat had me at the first MEOW.
Still having second thoughts even after stroking her head and her paw for quite sometime, I let the husband talk me into giving a day or two to think things over. Be that as it may, I still asked for an adoption form with her ID # on it. The lady was all for giving me extra day to decide, and assured me that if the adoption didn't work out they would be willing to take her back. I couldn't fathom that concept. Why would you return a cat?
I went along with the suggestion, slept on it and waited another day (they were closed) to get my little girl. As if the universe was telling me I was making the right move when I went over to pick her up I could not identify her. They all look similar to me. I was getting anxious. I composed myself, took a long breath and stood in the doorway and announced, "I'm here, where's my baby girl? Only one paw was seen through the cage, only one meow was heard. It was her.
The picture above is taken on her second day at home. There was zero adjustment period. She knew I was untutored in the ways of cat slave, so she took over my training. Cats are amazing trainers. I learned quickly the ways to serve a cat.
From the very beginning, I enjoy watching her sleep - very peaceful.
She loved her fuzzy pillow. She only slept on it.
This is the only way we could get her to use her cat bed.
She does neighborhood watch in the front windows every day, the same time the sun hits the front of the house.
She's been known to enjoy playtime with her mousie.
It's tough to see her sluggish after her shots.
She demands neck scritches.
"Cats are connoisseurs of comfort." - James Herriot
She loves her veggies.
"Time spent with cats is never wasted." Sigmund Freud.
I will feature my other cat next time. This is my entry to OUR WORLD TUESDAY.
Emma is so adorable. She's meant to be your cat :).
ReplyDeleteOh she is so adorable and you have taken lovely photos of her ~ so loving!
ReplyDeleteHappy Week to you,
artmusedog and carol
You have a lovely boss! They are in charge of the house aren't they! Beautiful kitty.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great story. She's a beauty.
ReplyDeleteShe's so a beauty :))
ReplyDeleteLovely photos !
Beautiful captures! Loved the last one the best!! Wonderful narration too!
ReplyDeleteOh Emma is beautiful. I love the paws in the first image. I'm joining your site as another cat slave: I have three here in Tanzania (East Africa) and three back home in South Africa. Jo
ReplyDeleteDear Emma's momma, It's me again. Please let me know how to join your blog as a follower. Greetings, Jo
ReplyDeleteWhat an adorable cat. I love cats but my wife is allergic, so we have our two tiny dogs.
ReplyDeleteCool cat!
ReplyDeleteGreat series of it.
Adoption wins out in the long run! YEAH. A fine series on your new cat.
ReplyDeleteVery sweet and cute.
ReplyDeleteThat's a great story. I lost my cat a year ago, but it was to old age. He lived a very long and fruitful life. I still see him in his favourite places out of the corner of my eye. - Margy
ReplyDeleteHi! Very cute! She would think she is a human being. Sleeping in blanket is very cool. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteDearest Photo Cache; Wow, I am so moved to read your story, my friend. How thoughtful your husband is♪ And your sweet pictures of your kitty made me wish to have one :-)
ReplyDeleteSending Lots of Love and Hugs from Japan, xoxo Miyako*
your cat is beautiful and seem to be a great company :)
ReplyDeleteAww...Emma looks adorable, and such a diva, too! I adore her photo when she's under the blanket; she seemed like she was loving that diva moment:) I love cats. I had one as my very first pet. Unfortunately, I developed a strong allergy to cats:( So I can only enjoy them vicariously through photos. So thank you for sharing Emma and I look forward to meet your other diva.
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