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Feline Friday ... Mouse

Mouse has a really cool story too.

We adopted Mouse about 6 months after we got Amber. Amber is a beautiful cat but wasn't particularly loving with the kids. Over the holidays, we went and stayed with the kids' grandparents and Heidi developed a bond with Snowshoe, one of their 5 cats. Well, Heidi wanted to have a cat of her own to feel close to and so I said, yeah, we could adopt another cat and to heck with the landlord.

First we went to Petsmart to see if they had any adoptable cats and they did but we couldn't bear to part them. Two cats I could handle but I felt three would be too much. From there, we went to the animal shelter in our village. Heidi fell in love with the very first one we saw, a friendly tuxedo. We did visit a couple of the other cats but Heidi really connected with the first cat and so we decided we'd take her.

There was a small fee to pay the shelter and as I was paying that, I was chatting with the officer in charge. I found out that the cat's name was Mouse and she'd been brought in just the day before. The cat belonged to the man's wife. I had this sudden feeling I "knew" what had happened. "The man's wife died didn't she?" I asked.

The officer said, "How'd you know that?"

Because Heidi's dad died, I thought to myself, and he knew she wanted a cat. "I just did," I said. "This was meant to be."

Sometimes Heidi gets bummed because Mouse isn't as affectionate with her as she used to be. I suspect it's because Mouse knows who her meal ticket is (me) and also because I get to spend more time with her.

And TB, who wasn't a real fan of cats, now loves Amber and Mouse like they'd been born right into our family. It's really sweet to see him with the cats.