When they sent me a photo, my heart skipped a beat! Oreo looked almost like a carbon copy of my dear deceased Bugsy cat, who I had until he was in his teens, but had to be euthanized due to renal failure. I was devastated over his loss and couldn't imagine having another cat again.
About seven years later, Bugsy's spirit decided that I had been without a cat far too long. I believe Bugsy knew what kind of cat to place into my life to tease me out of my closed heart. I have a soft spot for 'tuxedo' critters. Black and White contrasting colors appeal to me. Bugsy would know that. So he chose well.
I often feel my beloved Bugsy with me even now.
And sometimes when Oreo looks into my eyes, I swear I feel Bugsy's eyes filled with love are staring back at me.
Of course, Oreo is different than Bugsy in so many ways. And I adore his uniqueness each and every day.
He tends to be stubborn and independant and is a one-person cat (though he does have a soft spot for John). But sometimes he tickles me by jumping up into my lap and purring until he falls asleep. You can just see the love in his eyes.
When I'm on the computer too late, Oreo lays on my printer and shoots me glances that say, "Please log off the computer so we can snuggle in bed together" And then he breathes these incredibly long sighs until I finally give in and go to bed.
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It's amazing the individual and powerful relationships we develop with each of our animals, isn't it? With my love of animals, my personal hell is that I am terribly allergic to cats (and rabbits and ferrets). I think it's the fine hair that does me in - my lungs literally close up and I need my allergy meds and an inhaler to recover. It's getting worse the older I get. Which is unfortunate, because we have a rabbit downstairs that I love and I would love to have a barn cat in my future. (Our ferret, Fidget, died a couple years ago, but I could hardly go near his cage.)
Oreo's name suits him. And he looks like he is certain he is YOUR cat. :-)
I had a dog that used to do that sighing thing until I went to bed. It was quite funny. One night my brother was visiting and we stayed up very late and the poor dog would run over to me, put his head in my lap and sigh, then he would run to the bottom of the stairs, run up the first 2, look at me and sigh. This went on for hours!
That's funny....Christy's comment reminds me that Roxy does a similar thing to me and Jim at night. She "herds" us. When it gets to be "about that time", if Jim and I aren't together, she will take turns sitting on each of our feet and nudging us in various ways to get our attention. If we don't react, she will then choose a point in the house almost exactly in the middle between the two of us and place herself there with a very put-out look on her pup face!
I had my black and white cat Freeload for 19 years. Your boy looks just as sweet. Hubbie has allergies so no more kitties, bummer. We now have our black and white pup!
HI farmgirl, How unfortunate you have those allergies. Maybe you could still have a barn cat? I'm always hearing about feral cat rescues that need people that have barns who can give these cats a home and a job. I know rescuing animals is one of your goals, so maybe that would be a good way to have a cat or two and also be able to rescue another critter?
Oh! And if you are allergic to those fine hairs, be careful around horses! Or at least stand downwind while grooming. Those hairs will drive you crazy!
hahaha, Christy and farmgirl! Funny to read that your dog did the same thing as my Oreo! Animals really do communicate with us, don't they?
sugarcreekstuff, So, you've got the 'tuxedo' critter attraction, too! Wow! I'm impressed that Free load lived to be almost 20 years old! You musy have take awesome care of him.
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