A cat and her boy

I have the most tolerant cat in the world.

Seriously.

When I was pregnant, people far and wide warned me that I should get rid of my cats before the baby comes. They all had well-meaning ridiculous ideas that somehow the cats would hurt the baby. But they didn’t know I have amazing cats.

Both of my kitties were very attentive during my pregnancy and often laid on top of me during my 3 months of bed rest. I mean how much more supportive can cats be?

The day we brought the baby home, the first thing they did was come to smell his head. And they purred. It was love. They knew that the baby became our first priority and they seemed to accept their new reality. There were no lash outs or scratches or incessant meows. The cats tried a couple of techniques to their new addition. They tried curiosity, and then finally resorted to ignorance.

Then, the baby got mobile. He decided that the cats would be great play toys. The calico cat decided to take up residence under the bed. Probably a smart move. The orange cat,  decided to embrace her new role as baby play toy. She allowed the baby to pull her tail, give her slobbery kisses, and lay on top of her. All without scratching or meowing. She’s a trooper.

Then the baby turned into (gasp) a toddler. The cat that lives under the bed still lives there. Really smart move. The cat that stays out got tackled, picked up, thrown (gently), and licked and bit. Really. And the cat tolerates the tackling and picking up and being used as a pillow. She is an amazing cat. Now she even tolerates getting kisses on her face. I am so lucky to have such an amazing cat who accepts my crazy toddler.

              

This cat is amazing. I am so lucky to be a Mommy to such a wonderful little boy and extraordinary cat.