Changing of the Guard

The loss of Buckley was agonizing and I still miss him daily.

Sidenote: I have some seriously wonderful, kind friends who sent the most thoughtful gifts and messages. Or just listened. Thank you!!

But - the empty condo was just too quiet and lonely and Buckley would have wanted other souls to enjoy his kingdom. (I think haha).

So after I returned from Aiken, I picked up this little menace:

Meet Sylvester, or "Stretch." He is named after my grandfather. Sylvester came from the streets of north/central Indiana and was pulled by Hamilton County Humane Society as a "second chance" cat from another shelter/pound. After treatment for a URI, and a good old chop chop of the trouble puffs, I welcomed him home.

He is a heat-seeking little menace cute, active little guy. He is obsessed with lounging on my trachea and has the cutest, kitten-like little meow. He is a 12-pound little potato. 

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But make no mistake, Sylvester might actually be part cat, part varmint. 

About a month with just little Stretch, I decided maaaaybe he would like a friend. I started casually looking at shelters hoping to find an orange kitten. Suddenly, my car steering wheel went AWOL and it drove right to the Kentucky Humane Society parking lot. 

I didn't find an orange kitten, but I took one look at a 4 year old tabby named Obi-Wan and it would have been sacrilege to leave that shelter without him.

How was I supposed to leave him there?

Photos do not do him justice

He is 17 pounds of MAGNIFICANCE. I did shorten his name to just Obi. He was a owner surrender because he was beating the shit out of their dogs. hahahahahaha. I said I will take him.

After arriving home, it was clear that these two were going to need a proper introduction. I have been spoiled because I could literally throw any cat in with Buckley and he would just roll with it.

Not these two.

Found this fucker guy in my DRYER one day.

There were a couple of pretty bad fights. Fur flying, screaming fights. But I went way back and followed the advice of Jackson Galaxy and now these two little shits fine gentlemen seem to be getting along with the exception of some face slaps here and there. They MIGHT play one day even.

I think you all can probably guess which cat is the MENACE to society, and which one is the Most Beautiful Boy in the World but ... might be a little smooth brained.

In reality they are both really neat cats and already have me laughing. It's really nice to have company again, and Obi has even taken to claiming Buckley's old window throne. 

A changing of the guard.