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Introducing Scout

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By marydalene

Just before Christmas, Janet found a little kitten who was in desperate need of some love and food. Because this affectionate little kitty was so bold as to seek help from a sympathetic stranger, it probably saved her life.

When Janet brought her over (because we have a cat and have the necessary things for a cat, i.e. food and a litter box), she promised it would be for one night only. Well, the next day after asking around her ward, she was on her way out of town when she told us that she had no luck finding the owners.

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Unfortunately, she really doesn’t have any distinguishing markers. She’s an all black cat. She is less than a year old (and probably less than 5 pounds when she was found). You can see in this picture that her fur is still recovering, and that was after we’d had her for about a week. She was clearly someone’s pet, but we never found out who she belonged to.

Jared really didn’t want another cat. Especially not another all black cat (like Thomas, our 7-year-old somewhat grumpy bachelor). But when it was mentioned that if we couldn’t find her owner that Scout might go to the animal shelter, tears were shed. Mostly by my tenderhearted eldest son. We had been keeping them separated at night (Scout would sleep in Timothy’s room) because we weren’t sure how Thomas would react to another kitty. Our first attempt at adopting another kitty was disastrous, at best. And, at worst, heartbreaking because we had to give her back.

Well, long story short, it looks like we are now a two-cat family. There was a period of question of will-or-won’t they learn to get along, but it seems that we have crossed that bridge of getting along, much to the happiness of our kids. They love having another kitty around, especially one who is so cuddly. If you are sitting down anywhere, she will try to be on your lap in less than 5 minutes, it seems. And she’ll stay until you kick her off. She is friendly and has been very good with my toddler.

One of the first signs of budding friendship: They were willing to share and take a nap on the same bed in the sunshine. Scout is the one with the collar; fortunately she has adapted to having it on so we can tell her apart from Thomas.

This is Thomas.

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And this is Scout.

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Good grief. We have two cats. I must really love my kids.

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