Ty is Katherine's cat. Even though Kath and I were together when she got Ty, our little black kitty gravitated towards Katherine. Ty used to sleep curled up around Katherine's head, and she would clean Kath's face and ears every morning.
Ty bonded with Katherine even more when the two of them moved back to Massachusetts for two years. Ty slept on one side of the bed, and Kath had the other. Every morning, Ty would wake up Katherine 30 minutes before the alarm was scheduled to go off by dropping a toy mousie on Kath's face.
Our little girl has had a rough transition since moving back to Iowa. She's had to find a place for herself in a home with two other kitties, neither of whom were thrilled about her presence. It's been a long road for her.
Each night, at bedtime, we call out to the kitties... "Puck, Ty, Dory... time for sleepies." Puck comes running, bounds onto the bed, and tries to snuggle with both of us at the same time. Dory will come trotting in after a few minutes, leap onto the bed, and settle down. Ty, in the past, has taken advantage of the empty house to run around and play for a bit.
But lately, just when we're dozing off, we hear this plaintive cry from the living room. It's Ty's "I'm here" meow. So one of us gets up, picks her up, and carries her to her bed, gives Ty her catnip banana, and gives her a kiss. Then she settles down and goes to sleep.
It's a good reminder to me that everyone wants to feel loved and "belong." Even kitties.
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So true! I think we all want to be adored, too, and it sounds like your household has a surplus of that. I want to get a cat now, too. :o)
We enjoyed watching the kitty half-time show of the puppy bowl this evening.
I'm working at the L.A. clinic for the next two days, should be interesting.
Oh, Ty. :)
If Atlas were there, he would probably keep her company in the living room and then escort her to bed.
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