Introduction Remy

From Sunday, May 24, 2009

One day after my dear Squeekie passed on, I felt very sad and very depressed. So I went by the pet store to look at the cats. I just can't help myself. Every time I go to the pet store I look at all the little babies in there.

There was an older kitten there and I fell in love with him. He was gorgeous. Black but with  marbled grays and whites mixed in a muted fashion. The eyes were as green as can be and reminded me so much of Squeeks. At the time, he was named Boo and he was wary of people who walked by the window. I asked if I could see him and after managing to coax him from the cage they had him in, he started rubbing all over me. That was it, I was done. My heart was breaking and I felt like this little baby could help repair it. I wanted another cat that was mine, and mine alone. Yes, Chris would pet him and love him, but he would be my baby just as Squeek was. He most certainly wouldn't be a replacement...just someone to take over where Squeekie left off.

I asked if it was possible to save him for me so I could come back and purchase him the next day. They did so and even though I was meant to come back the next evening, I went at lunch time and paid the adoption fee for Boo. After work I went and signed the adoption paperwork and of course, take him home. Unfortunately I forgot to bring a cat carrier and so they put him in box with holes and that is how he was transported.

We managed to get home and inside and I put him in the bathroom so he could acclimate. I ended up taking him out so Chris could see him and the other cats were shocked, and surprised. It was a little bit early for them, they too were grieving. That is the only thing I regret about getting Remy so quickly after Squeeks death.

Remy was placed back in the bathroom and I went often to visit him so he would feel comfortable and feel better about his new home. He was scared and spent a good portion of the first two weeks in the bathroom cupboards. He would come out if I was in the bathroom and he would rub all over me. I loved it.

I spent the first week or so trying to decide if I wanted to stick with the name Boo or if I wanted something else. I made a list, got opinions and in the end I decided on Remy. He immediately took to the name. It was rather amazing. Almost like he was happy with a different name. Honestly I can't describe how amazingly fast he took to the new name. After a couple of weeks I let him out and we started integrating him with the other two cats. Snorkle took to him, but was obviously still missing Squeek. Ana was just bitchy. She still doesn't really like him but she tolerates him. Snorkle adores him and they play and wrestle often.

It has been 4 months now and a few days and Remy is finally getting used to Chris but he visits me several times a night to lick my nose and face and love on me. He will sometimes come and sleep with me which makes me happy since I miss having my Squeekie Bear laying with me. Remy is nothing but love. He is not bad on purpose, he is just sweet. He even tries to rub on Ana until she gets bitchy to him.

Here is my new sweet baby boy. I love him very much and I hope things continue to progress as they have been.