Oh, I went out of my mind during the sad years when I was catless. I would not want to live without at least one cat again, I love them way too much. I started spending more time drawing and photographing them on getting Ari though, since I got a little webcam the day before I got him! So I took photo references and my cat sketches started looking more like the real Ari. Since then I've sketched him a lot and now have done a good oil portrait. I've got a good pastel portrait of him too that's not for sale.
Why not think about having cats again? If you live someplace that doesn't allow them -- does it really have so much going for it that you'd rather go on without cats? It took me a while finding apartments sometimes and it often took speaking to landlords on the way in and asking them to amend the "No pets" clause on the standard boilerplate lease to "one neutered cat allowed" or whatever. But that was much better than doing without having a cat.
There are so many beautiful, well behaved, lonely cats in shelters that need someone, an apartment of their own and a human to look after them. I was going to get a shelter cat last time but my friend's cat that I loved had kittens and her human knew me too well. She kept sending pics like "This is your cat when he was one week old, just like this kitten but yours has black ears" (Black ears? Baby Siamese are always pure white. Black ears?) and "These three week old kittens look just like your kitten" and "You can call him whatever you want but the boys named him Mr. Robert's Cat." (It's still his middle name. Ari MRC Sloan.)
I couldn't resist and shortly after the 4th of July I received this big adult size carrier with the tiny six week old puffball inside looking up at me with bright interested intelligent blue eyes. I petted him and my fingers kept going deeper and deeper without finding solid kitten till I was past my second knuckle. He was about 3/4 fur at that age. So sweet and quiet and purring. Utterly passive till I went to bed and discovered his night time midnight crazies by his needle teeth in my nose. He didn't get to sleep with me regular till he outgrew that "nosebite" game.
Why not think about having cats again? If you live someplace that doesn't allow them -- does it really have so much going for it that you'd rather go on without cats? It took me a while finding apartments sometimes and it often took speaking to landlords on the way in and asking them to amend the "No pets" clause on the standard boilerplate lease to "one neutered cat allowed" or whatever. But that was much better than doing without having a cat.
There are so many beautiful, well behaved, lonely cats in shelters that need someone, an apartment of their own and a human to look after them. I was going to get a shelter cat last time but my friend's cat that I loved had kittens and her human knew me too well. She kept sending pics like "This is your cat when he was one week old, just like this kitten but yours has black ears" (Black ears? Baby Siamese are always pure white. Black ears?) and "These three week old kittens look just like your kitten" and "You can call him whatever you want but the boys named him Mr. Robert's Cat." (It's still his middle name. Ari MRC Sloan.)
I couldn't resist and shortly after the 4th of July I received this big adult size carrier with the tiny six week old puffball inside looking up at me with bright interested intelligent blue eyes. I petted him and my fingers kept going deeper and deeper without finding solid kitten till I was past my second knuckle. He was about 3/4 fur at that age. So sweet and quiet and purring. Utterly passive till I went to bed and discovered his night time midnight crazies by his needle teeth in my nose. He didn't get to sleep with me regular till he outgrew that "nosebite" game.
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and I live in my parents house and they don't really want anymore pets.
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