Last night we brought Indy and Storm to their new home. The girl we gave them to lives alone, has no other pets, and has a small apartment. It’s a perfect set up for these kittens.
When we let them loose in her apartment Indy explored everywhere and Storm just sat still in one spot (he was stressed out). Indy is ready to have a whole apartment to explore in…Storm on the other hand, I think he could use some more time in a small space.
We stayed for 2 hours with the kittens. I wanted them to get used to their new home with us there for a bit…and then we’d leave.
I was happy leaving because I know they have a great and ideal home! Then when Derek and I got into our apartment I became soooo sad. I actually bawled myself to sleep! I couldn’t stop crying. A couple of weeks ago you couldn’t convince me that I could love a kitten so much!
I think the reason why I cried so much and why I’m so sad is because I became to very attached to Indy, and he to me. Indy trusted me so much. Last night before we brought him over I was wiping down his fur with a wet cloth and he didn’t like that (wanted to get loose) but at the same time he was purring because I was holding him! I could get Indy to purr within seconds of being with him…he trusted me. He will always be a very special kitten to me, the first feral we ever socialized. Something deep down in me feels like he’s my cat. How can my cat live with another person now? Why can’t I see him today and pet him and have him purr like crazy? It’s hard when you feel like an animal is your cat and they love you back to then give them away. But at least he has a good home and is with his brother. That’s whay I have to think about.
