Sushi, meet everyone. Everyone, meet Sushi!
We've had Sushi since October, but I've never shared about him here!
So, meet Sushi. He is about the same age as Tigger, which puts him around a year and a few months.
Before we got Sushi, we had been talking about getting another cat. Tigger would look outside the window and see the neighborhood cats and would meow and meow. We thought a friend might be a good thing for him, and we knew that we would want to adopt if we got another cat.
One day, we were at the farmer's market when we ran into Kat Vet. She had some cats with her available for adoption and there was one that looked just like Tigger, but he was blind. We thought he was so cute and we were interested, but I had to get to work so we told her we'd come to her house the next day to foster and potentially adopt him.
When we got to her house the next morning, the kitten was being adopted! She said we could fight for him, but we didn't want to. It was obvious that the girl adopting him was head over heels for him, and we were thrilled he was being adopted!
Since we were there, we figured we would choose another cat to foster and see how it worked with our family. There were at least 15 cats and several kittens. Kat put a kitten in my hand and said, "What about this one?" A minute later, it bit me. "Not this one," I said as I handed it back to her. We really wanted one that was already grown, because full-grown cats are often harder to adopt out than kittens. Also, we would have a better idea of its personality.
Sushi (who was previously known as "Brother 2") was a little sweetheart and wanted to be pet. Then I caught him playing with a pen, so I knew he had a playful side. I thought he would be the perfect addition to our home.
Tigger wasn't super thrilled at first, but warmed up to him after a few days. I wouldn't say they're inseparable, but they do enjoy playing together. Mostly they kind of do their own things, but they definitely enjoy each other's company.
Sushi Roll (yes we give our animals middle names) is a little fatty. Okay, not a little. He's a fat cat. He loves his food. I recently caught him on top of the fridge knocking the treats off the top so he could dig in. (The treats are now in a container that--hopefully--he can't knock over.)
He LOVES to be pet, especially when you are working on your computer or trying to do embroidery or something. He only cuddles when there are pets involved, until he falls asleep. (Tigger, on the other hand LOVES to cuddle and is currently asleep in my lap.)
People ask how Oxford handles the cats and he mostly ignores them. He's glad that Tigger has someone else to play with, because Tigger used to try to play with him. (Oxford does NOT play. He's much too sophisticated for that.) Oxford does get annoyed when the cats step on him. He seems to like (using that term loosely) Tigger more than Sushi.
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