Our 2012 was very traumatic for my children and I. My husband and father of our 5 children tragically died suddenly on June 29, at age 39. We aren't done grieving by any means, but each month that goes by gets a little better.
A few weeks after the death of my husband, our oldest cat Cookie died. And my mother has a terminal cancer plus an intestinal infection, making her a very ill person.
We decided we needed new life in the house again and something to bring smiles back to our faces again.
I started looking on Petfinder for a new cat. We still have Riley, so a new cat would need to be younger, smaller, and natured about the same... which is docile and sweet.
I found Holly! She is Maine Coon and is about 1 year old and very docile and sweet. About 10 days after first inquiring about her, I was able to go pick her up! We have had her about 3 days. She is settling in very well! She even sleeps with me!
She is very small. The shelter I got her from, had her for about 2 months. They got her from a high-kill shelter. She only weighs about 7lbs and I can feel her bones. She is supposedly up-to-date on her shots, is spayed and is front-declawed already. She has been tested for different things which all came back negative. But I'm taking her to my vet on Thursday to get an official clean bill of health for her. I suppose she will gain weight and grow to be a pretty large cat, with a good diet and lots of TLC.
Riley and Holly aren't too sure about each other yet, but I know that'll take time. I set up a safe place for Holly in my master bedroom/bath suite, so she has a large place to call her own. I started leaving the door open, but mostly, she chooses to stay in my room. Riley leaves her alone and doesn't seem at all annoyed that she's here. They hiss when they see each other, but otherwise, all is good.