Some years ago, my husband was checking an outbuilding on our property. It housed the water pump and big holding tank. From behind the tank, he heard some commotion and saw something black-and-white scurry away. He thought it was a skunk. It turned out to be our new kitten, Domino. Very often, that’s how cats come into to peoples’ lives. But if we can choose the timing and the cat, it can be really rewarding.
My house is bigger than it should be for two people, one dog and one cat. It was an accident of planning and what I think of as ” beautiful view avarice”. My husband, who built it, asked me which view I would prefer when he positioned the house, the one of the mountain or the one of the canyon. Naturally, I wanted both. To get both, the main part of the house stretched longer than it should have. I can’t say I’m sorry. But when I came home from work, I would find my beloved boy, Bo, a Burmese rescue sleeping in one spot without having moved much all day. He didn’t take advantage of all the space. Like many people who worry about boredom for their cats, I thought Bo needed a buddy. Even knowing that cats are not social animals and that introducing a new cat into the house could be stressful, I pressed on.