I Will Follow You

So, anyone else have this "problem"?  Your pet is like a kid, "Mommy, what are you doing?  I want to do it, too!"

It's cute and annoying all at once.  Hahaha!  And the cuteness keeps me from getting mad.  She's a smarty!

Meet Draco

This is how chaos entered my dear Trixie's life.

My husband walks in to the apartment after having taken out the trash and say, "Look what I found."  I turn my head and this is what I see:

Yup, I see my husband and a black mass of fur.  I just stared at him speechless for a few seconds and then he said, "I found this guy just hangin' out by the dumpster."  He said the cat walked up to him and rubbed on his leg.  He said, "Are you gonna let me pet you?" and bent down to do so.  Yup.  The cat started his purring motor immediately.  My husband stopped petting him and started to walk back to the apartment.  He stopped and looked behind him to discover that the cat was following him.  When he stopped, the cat promptly layed down on the cement driveway.  It's February, it's night time and my husband is worried about this cat.  So, my husband walks over to the cat and says, "Are you gonna let me pick you up?" and sure enough, the cat lets him and starts his purr motor again.

So, my husband tells me all this and while I am worried about Trixie, I know I would've done the same thing.  Besides, my husband's heart was stolen by this cat from moment #1.  He was being held hostage!  I mean, look at this cuteness!

He lays and sleeps like that all the time!  All stretched out and shameless, I love it!  But more on this story to come.  For now, check out this picture that makes him look like the dragon Toothless from the movie "How to Train Your Drago"!  This is actually related to how he got his name, Draco, but more on that later, too.

My Cats are My Babies

So, I'm sure that many of you pet-lovers out there feel the same way I do, that your pets are like children to you.  You love them in crazy, obsessive ways like parents sometimes do with children, you take too many pictures of them and/or you talk about them more than those around you would like.  I remember before getting my two cats that I would get SO BORED when my friend told stories about her dog, Brutus.  I would roll my eyes and check-out for part of the story.  And then there's this baby voice that she does with him!  Ukk!  But now that I have my babies, I DO THE SAME THING!  I tell stories about them all the time and I do a silly, high-pitched voice that I use only for my cats.  ROFL!

So, allow you to introduce you to my first baby, Beatrix (Trixie for short).

I found her on craigslist when I was going through some really rough stuff and had become rather depressed. And so I impulsively messaged her previous owner saying that I would take her.  The owner described her as very social and in need of more attention than she could give her.  I thought, how perfect!  I got Trixie on a Thursday (my favorite day of the week) and she hid under the couch her first night at the apartment.  Here's a picture of her from the first day I got her.

The food and water bowls her previous owner gave me.  I hope that it would help her to have something from her last home in the new home with her.  I don't know if it did help, or if she's just fast at adjusting to new places, but within a week she was comfy as could be in the apartment, following me around, talking to me (of course I respond, often with, "Tell me about it!" cuz that's kind of my catch phrase for some reason, lol) and begging for treats.  She doesn't always want to snuggle up to you when she's sleepy, but I'm always delighted when she does!

Tomorrow, I'll tell the story of how Trixie's life was forever changed by a poor, but lovable stray, whom we named Draco.