This picture of our kitten, Tiny, shows that he isn’t much of a kitten any more. He has been with us for three and a half months and yet it seems like he has always been here. He is a joy to be around. He plays hard and cuddles with intensity. His coat is beginning to have a nice sheen and his eyes are amazingly blue.
We adopted Tiny from our local cat shelter in Kirkland called, Meow. We had been stopping in when we were shopping across the lot at the food coop, PCC. Each time we arrived to go shopping I would ask Jon if we could just go and look. After seventeen years of loyalty we lost our last kitty, KC, to illness over two years ago. I was so ready to have a cat in our home once again. We stopped by in early November of 2009 and looked at several cats. Tiny was in a cage with other young kittens and we were told that we couldn’t adopt him without taking another kitten also as they were all so young. We knew that we couldn’t handle two in our small condo and so we didn’t adopt him then but instead brought a two year old cat home. Shasta just didn’t work out. She howled constantly at two or three in the morning. Jon has to leave very early for work and he has a very hard time sleeping. This being awakened in the morning two hours early just didn’t work out well and so we had to return her to the shelter.
This time I wanted to spend some time with Tiny. I was very attracted to his appearance and his small size. He was just under six months old and would be available to go alone in a week or two. The volunteers at the shelter were concerned that they wouldn’t be able to place him because he was a feral kitten. We talked and talked and were allowed to bring him home. For the first two weeks he lived in our full bathroom. There was room in there for his food and litter box. He hid behind the toilet most of the time and so we put a blanket there for him. Jon would go in and visit with him and rub his goatee on the little kitten’s head. He thought that it would make Tiny feel more comfortable. It must have because now when he wants attention he puts his little head under our chin as if waiting for the rubbing.
After such a short time with us it would be difficult to be around him and think that he was once such a frightened little cat. He does still hide from strangers but other than that he is so very loving. We are more than pleased to have this not so little kitten in our home and our lives.