Sleepless nights, multiple feedings, lots of crying, and a jealous sibling. It all points to none other than…a new kitten!
A few months after the loss of Cocoa, I considered getting a new cat, but the right opportunity never presented itself. Then, on Sunday night, I happened upon the Facebook page for a local animal rescue called C.A.A.N. [Centro de Ayuda al Animal de Necochea]. The photo of a skinny, gray kitten jumped out at me from among the numerous puppies and older dogs up for adoption. Described as very cuddly and in need of a good home, this little kitty tugged at my heartstrings.
The next morning, I called the vet's office where the kitten was temporarily housed, and about an hour and a half later, she was lounging on my bed! After tossing around a few different names, we settled upon Misha.
So ladies and gentlemen, I'm pleased to introduce the newest feline member of the household, Misha.
While I'm feeling every bit the proud parent, Ziggy [photo], my other cat, appears rather ambivalent toward her new sibling (OK, that's actually my diplomatic way of stating that she turns into a screaming, spitting, swatting demon hellcat when she sees Misha). Ziggy has peacefully coexisted with other cats before, so I'm confident that it's only a matter of time before she adjusts to Misha's presence. In the meantime, we're living in something of a warzone.
Despite the spats with her big sister, our new addition is making herself right at home. She's already mastered chewing on string, leaping from the bed to the windowsill, and taking long naps in the sunshine.
If you'd like to see more photos of Misha, click here.