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I know it's kind of silly to write about, but I truely love my cat Gus.
Before we got him, I had been kind of lonely, especially after Sunshine died. I'm not the kind of person who can live with animals in cages, I need animals I can interact with and can run freely, like cats and dogs. Last summer, I had to put my cat of 17 years down due to age and health problems. I had the cat since I was 3, so letting go was difficult. I still had my hamster, but that is so not the same. My mom was living with Tom at that time and had taken Riley, and while I had my bothers cat Socks in the house, it's not the same as your own pet.
Ken decided since I was so broken up about Sunshine, he would get me a cat for Christmas. I'd always wanted to rescue an animal, so that's exactly what we did. We found little Gus. (Kind of old pictures, he's much fatter now haha)
A 2 month old orange/buff tabby kitty with a broken tail and seperation issues. 6 months later, he's fat and lazy and happy 8 month old kitty who loves to chase paper and go outside on the leash. He's curious, mischevious, and wakes up out of a dead sleep if you leave the room. He has hyper moods where he just races around the apartment, and always has to "help" when you clean out his potty box. He loves to lay underneath the covers and will bite more than swipe. He likes to watch me wash dishes, pull out the sink drain plug, and sit in front of the open refridgerator. He "drowns" his toys by putting them in his water dish. He got upset at me yesterday because I took a nap later than right when I got home. When I go to bed at night and Ken is still up, 9 times out of 10 he sleeps on Ken's side next to me. He loves looking out the windows but still gets spooked easy when he goes outside.
Needless to say, I absolutely love this cat. I can't imagine how lonely I'd be home alone when Ken works nights without him making me laugh, and having him next to me when I wake up is comforting. He may be frustrating at times when he won't calm down, but the times when he's just looking at you all sleepy, or when he's waiting for you to throw the balled up post it note... it makes it all worth while. He makes me laugh, smile, and cry when something is wrong.
I am looking forward to many years with him and all the joy he brings me and Ken both. Ken doesn't always like to admit it, but he knows he loves Gus too.
Before we got him, I had been kind of lonely, especially after Sunshine died. I'm not the kind of person who can live with animals in cages, I need animals I can interact with and can run freely, like cats and dogs. Last summer, I had to put my cat of 17 years down due to age and health problems. I had the cat since I was 3, so letting go was difficult. I still had my hamster, but that is so not the same. My mom was living with Tom at that time and had taken Riley, and while I had my bothers cat Socks in the house, it's not the same as your own pet.
Ken decided since I was so broken up about Sunshine, he would get me a cat for Christmas. I'd always wanted to rescue an animal, so that's exactly what we did. We found little Gus. (Kind of old pictures, he's much fatter now haha)
A 2 month old orange/buff tabby kitty with a broken tail and seperation issues. 6 months later, he's fat and lazy and happy 8 month old kitty who loves to chase paper and go outside on the leash. He's curious, mischevious, and wakes up out of a dead sleep if you leave the room. He has hyper moods where he just races around the apartment, and always has to "help" when you clean out his potty box. He loves to lay underneath the covers and will bite more than swipe. He likes to watch me wash dishes, pull out the sink drain plug, and sit in front of the open refridgerator. He "drowns" his toys by putting them in his water dish. He got upset at me yesterday because I took a nap later than right when I got home. When I go to bed at night and Ken is still up, 9 times out of 10 he sleeps on Ken's side next to me. He loves looking out the windows but still gets spooked easy when he goes outside.
Needless to say, I absolutely love this cat. I can't imagine how lonely I'd be home alone when Ken works nights without him making me laugh, and having him next to me when I wake up is comforting. He may be frustrating at times when he won't calm down, but the times when he's just looking at you all sleepy, or when he's waiting for you to throw the balled up post it note... it makes it all worth while. He makes me laugh, smile, and cry when something is wrong.
I am looking forward to many years with him and all the joy he brings me and Ken both. Ken doesn't always like to admit it, but he knows he loves Gus too.