Cat Got A New Baby Too

Our sweet Cat wasn't really sure what to do when we brought The Boy home 3+ years ago. We'd only adopted her a few months earlier and she was still getting used to Hubs and I so introducing a screaming 7 pound meatloaf to the family had her wondering what she'd gotten herself into.

 

She did okay, all things considered. Leaving the room when the noise got too intense but hovering in the doorway to make sure everything was okay, but still keeping her distance from The Boy save for the occassional sniff. There was one spectacular moment, the day we brought The Boy home from the hospital, that she tolerated him as a baby but that was pretty much it.

 

Once past the newborn phase and started reaching and grabbing she decided to keep her distance. For a full year she stayed away from The Boy, and from me, and hid herself away on Hubs' lap. I missed her terribly but, miraculously, after that first year was up she decided she was fine with toddler hugs and pokes and love. And they've, mostly, been buddies ever since. Hooray!

 

The Little Boy's arrival was met with much less trepidation by Cat. She's not nearly as spooked by his cries or the flailing of his little arms, and she's content sharing our laps with him on a regular basis.

 

 

 

 

It's gone really well. And Cat's favorite discovery since The Little Boy's arrival has been The Boy's old bouncy seat - clearly not for babies, but for cats. The perfect place to assist Hubs while he works.

 



 

 

I'm so thankful for our sweet Cat.