The search for our new cat began online, looking through listings of adoptable pets. Our first trip to the Winnipeg Humane Society was ‘just to look’ but there was one in particular – named ‘Button’ that I was hoping to see. However, when we arrived at her kennel there was a ‘Hold’ sign – someone else liked her too. We checked out all the kennels and played with many cats but as planned we were just looking.
Over the next week we visited a few satellite locations and I did more online searching. I noticed that Button was still listed as adoptable so the following weekend we went back to the Humane Society. There was no longer a hold on Button. It took a long time to coax her out of the back corner of her cage. She was so timid – maybe too timid for a busy home like ours but eventually she snuggled her scrawny little body in my arms and purred. I put her back in her kennel and we looked at some other cats. I also revisited Button and coaxed her out for another snuggle.
There were a couple of cats that we were interested in so we met with an adoption counselor to get some more information about them. After learning more about their background we decided they were not a good fit for us. I asked about Button…they didn’t know much. She was about nine months old. She was found living under a porch in the freezing cold. She had ear mites but had been treated and her ears were fine now. She had been spayed before being put up for adoption. She was very underweight and they were trying to get her to eat more.
So….we adopted her.
They had recommended that we should keep her in quarantine for at least a week – to adjust to us and hopefully gain some weight before meeting our other cats and the children. We kept her upstairs in my son’s room. She was so very happy all the time – purring and climbing all over us. It was impossible to get a decent picture of her because she was always moving or wrapping herself around my neck.
At first I had to sit beside her food dish to get her to eat. She would devour the food in her bowl but if I walked away before she finished eating then she would follow – pressing her little body against my leg like “Please don’t leave me”. By the end of the week she was much more relaxed and putting on some weight – her spine and hip bones were not nearly as pronounced as they had been.
Over the weekend we introduced her to Mali and Malta – they do NOT love her but they haven’t been terribly mean. It is interesting that it seems like Button thinks these other cats are in HER home. Most of the disputes between them are started by Button.
I joke about her ‘angry’ face because in almost every picture I take she looks a little angry.
It doesn’t matter how happy, relaxed or content she is she still ends up making that face when I take the picture.
I guess she must have just been unhappy in the confines of her kennel at the Humane Society because here she is not a timid cat at all. In fact she likes to be the centre of attention – as long as she doesn’t have to hold still for too long. (angry face)
She likes to be where the action is – and she loves people. All people. Any sized people – even babies. No cats.
She helps when we get dressed to go outside; (angry face)
She watches the children through the playroom window because she hasn’t yet figured out how to get in there when the gate is shut;
Is there a cat in this picture?
Yes, she’s playing one of her favourite games – attack the toys the children put under the gate.
Welcome home Little Miss Button – we look forward to getting to know you.