Every day I had with my girl I treasured. I’ve had two cats in my life, both were rescued from shelters and considered impossoble to place. My tabby was rescued by her foster mom about a week before Christmas, she was with kitten. After her kittens were weaned and adopted out, she never took to the foster home. I guess it was because there were so many other cats there fighting for space, and every weekend she would be taken to open house adoption events which she did very poorly at because she was frightened,
Her foster mother found me through something I had said at a real life function about being a foster child in the system, and how wonderful it is to be adopted, I had just lost my first cat. That weekend I went about 20 miles out of my way to adopt her, and had her for 11 wonderful years.
It took her about six months for her to really trust me and begin to love me, but once she realized I just wanted to love her and spoil her, we became the best of friends.
She went to the Rainbow Bridge on New Years Eve. I’m still mourning. Right now I’m cat less.
I love your story. Give your boy lots of kisses from me,
Sorry about the loss of your cat...she had a good story too!.....It took about a year before my cat would even think about going back outside. I think he’d have enough of it and was going to stay put! But as summer came around he began to venture on the deck and slowly down the steps....he still hangs close to home even now.
Maybe you might consider going to the shelter for another cat....there are so many that need loving homes? Some even show their pictures on line so you can view ahead of time.