We currently have a Chihuahua that we rescued about eight years ago, three chickens and an African Grey Parrot. The smallest group of pets we've ever had at one time. And now, we have added Miss Sadie Cat to the group.
We currently live in town in a big old Victorian house. But for most of our marriage...we have lived on hobby farms. So, always lots of animals...many rescues...
We decided to adopt a cat. My husband loves cats, and we haven't had one in a while. We always seemed to attract many of them when we lived on our various farms. They would show up one day, many times pregnant and we would feed them every day in the barn...and they would sleep up in the hay loft. But, now that we no longer live on a farm, but in town, we decided to view the available cats on-line and then made a trip over to the local Humane Society.
This little girl...named Sadie...spoke to us at the Humane Society...literally, and has not stopped. Every time we call her...(she has our large home...several stories and a basement to roam...and she does)...but she always comes when we call her. She seems to enjoy our rather annoying screechy cat call/voice that we use when we want to know where she is. She must like that call and pretty quickly comes from wherever she is. On her way to us...she is talking the entire way and then continues as if she is telling us a long story about what she saw in the neighborhood as she sat in one of her upper floor window seats. Or, she might be telling us what might be going on in other parts of the house. Nothing at all...we hope, but we do live in a big old Victorian home that has had many owners and has a history...so, maybe she sees or feels things...that we might not...you never know...
We could not have selected a more perfect cat for us. She is the right amount of everything for us. She does a little bit of everything...and, that works. She zooms around, for a while, sleeps a lot, comes over to play and then leaves for parts unknown...in the house. She retrieves things and steals pens. I tossed a wool dryer ball down the stairs where the washer and dryer are located. It had gotten wrapped up in a blanket that I had washed, dried and carried upstairs. So, when I found it in the blanket, I tossed it down the stairs so that I wouldn't forget it upstairs. I went on to do other things and when I entered the kitchen, there in the middle of the rug was the wool ball. She went down the stairs and somehow carried it upstairs. She is so funny. Also, I was upstairs in one of my craft rooms writing with a green marker. I set it down for a moment and she walked right over, took it in her mouth and ran away. She then batted it around on the floor and like all games...she is totally interested for about 1 minute and then walks away. She wouldn't retrieve that for me though, I had to get up and fetch it myself.
She loves her food and especially her little treats. Uses her litter box, drinks her water and our dogs. She loves to be loved, purrrs a lot and is definitely perfect for us. No matter how we play with her, she has never taken a bite out of us or even scratched us...we talk daily about how perfect she is for us. She kind of scratches the furniture...for just a small scratch or two...but nothing worth mentioning...can't even she where she scratched the fabric.
She loves all of her window seats...loves to watch the water go down when a toilet is flushed and also loves to just run along with our dog. When Tipo, our pup, comes in and runs to his favorite spot...she runs with him...doesn't really do anything other than just join in the jog. We let Tipo out of a clear glass door that is in the kitchen, out onto a deck and then out into the yard. Sadie will keep watch for Tipo and let us know when he is back at the door and wants to come in. After he enjoys his outdoor 'walk about'. Sadie watches as we give Tipo a treat when he comes in and then, as I said, runs with him to his bed to enjoy his snack.
Sadie is probably the first cat we have ever had that refuses anything other than her hard food...which really is pretty nice. Other cats would jump up on wherever and finish off your food if left where she could get to it....She does not pay any attention to anything other than her bowl of food. And, she will tell us when she wants us to put more in her bowl, even when there still quite a bit of food in there...but, apparently not enough for her to begin eating...Once we put another handful or two in there, she will supervise the event and then will crouch down and begin eating.
We adore her and are so glad that we found her and have her as a member of our family....
