Today, my brother and I went to another shelter that's cage-free. It's nice to see how the cats interact with one another, but sadly, about half of the cats there (maybe more than that) were very sick-looking. Most had snot coming out of their noses, runny/crusty eyes...one was even scooting its butt across the floor. I have a cat at home, so I didn't want to get one from there and bring back some disease that would infect her, too. They rescue feral cats, so I can understand why they seem so sick. If I didn't already have a cat at home, I might have taken one of those, but I didn't want to risk it. I thanked the people for their time and said I was going to continue looking at some other places.
I went home after that to change clothes and wash my neck, hands and arms, because I was wanting to go to one more shelter and I didn't want to get any of those kitties sick. We still had enough time, so for some reason, I decided to go back to the humane society. I had already seen every cat, and didn't think there were any I wanted, so I'm not sure what caused me to go back.
I took a couple cats out of their cages, ones that I had just petted yesterday. One was a very sweet male named Jerry. He was very calm and was content to just lay beside me, but he seemed hesitant to sit in my lap, and he shedded like crazy. I know this is shedding season, but I was literally coated in white fur after picking him up. It was quite excessive. I kept him in mind, and continued on. I took another one named Roger Dodger into their "Get Acquainted" room, but he didn't seem as interested in me as he did in everything else going on. I was looking for a cat that's more laid-back and doesn't mind being picked up, and one that would sit in my lap. I needed it to be a male so that my female cat would (theoretically) have an easier time accepting him. I took out yet another one named Rainbow, but I could only hold him for a couple seconds before he started scrambling about.
Then, I passed by Bugatti's cage and surprisingly, he was still there and it didn't say he was on hold for anyone. I thought for sure the lady from yesterday had adopted him. She must have changed her mind (I don't know why). He meowed deeply at me (he's quite the talker, which I like), and I opened his cage and petted him. He was so loving! I took him out of his cage, and surprisingly, he was perfectly fine just sitting there in my arms. I sat down on a stool, expecting him to get restless and want to wander, but he laid there on my lap, happy as could be. I put him back to go look at some other cats, but I kept thinking about him.
After looking at other cats and not finding any I wanted, I went back to his cage again and took him out once more, and went to the "Get Acquainted" room. At first, he was interested in some dry grass stuff laying on the floor, but eventually he jumped back up onto the bench and curled up in my lap. Then he extended his forelegs and put his paws on my shoulder. I kissed him and knew I was in love. I decided finally to put him on hold until tomorrow so I could think about it. There was one more shelter I wanted to check out, after all, and I had emailed them and told them I was coming. There was even a specific cat I was interested in named Copper. The only problem was that Copper was declawed, and I wanted a cat with claws. I know that probably sounds crazy to many people in America (since declawing is so common here), but I wanted a cat that wouldn't have a chance of developing problems down the road from not having its tippy-toes. I won't declaw my other kitty, either.
But, my brother was like, "Why bother going there if you know you like Bugatti?" I just felt guilty because I had emailed the other shelter and told them I was going to stop by, and I didn't want to go back on that (I try too hard to please people). But, I finally relented and filled out an adoption form (doesn't matter where the cat's from, I'm saving a life after all!). About fifteen minutes later, Bugatti was mine. And not a moment too soon, either. When I went back to get him to put him in his carrier, there was another family interested in him and asking a volunteer about him. I was thinking, "He's MINE!" as the volunteer handed him to me and I kissed his head again. Hehe! ^_^ So it's a good thing I got him when I did because another few minutes and he might have been snatched up by someone else.
He's the prettiest cat I've ever seen (I could be biased, teehee). He looks to be mixed with some siamese. Probably not 50%, since he's not quite as lean as a siamese, but maybe a grandparent or great-grandparent was siamese. Anyway, he's this light tan color with a frosted look, and he has the most gorgeous blue eyes. He has some tabby markings, too, but without the usual spots and stripes.
I got him home and let him out of his carrier. He sniffed around for a while, then walked over to me and laid down beside me. Once he was relaxed enough, he crawled up into my lap and rubbed his face against mine. :3 I had prayed for the perfect kitty, and it seems my prayers were answered. It was like it was meant to be.
Our current kitty was hissing at him from under the door. He didn't seem phased at all. I took his carrier and put it in the hallway for her to smell. At first she kept hissing at the box, but eventually she climbed inside and was sniffing it. I think given enough time, she'll accept him. She's a little queen kitty, but she is also surprisingly patient. I know introducing cats properly takes time and patience, and I'm more than happy to give them all the time they need if it means a better relationship in the long run.
Anyhoo, pictures!!! Most of them didn't come out very well (they're blurry because I didn't want to use the flash and blind him). I couldn't get him to look at the camera for very long.
I don't think I'm going to keep the name Bugatti (I don't want him named after a car brand, even if it is a fancy high-end one), but I can't think of anything else at the moment. I love him so much already! :3Edit: I just sat down on the floor with him and he crawled into my lap again. Then, I laid down on the floor, and he laid on my chest and stomach, purring. <3 He's so perfect for me!
I was looking at some "blue" names and the name Sky jumped out at me. I think I'm going to change his name to Skye. It looks like for humans, Skye is often a girls' name, though I have seen it as a boys' name, too. However, the cat name websites I've looked at say it is a male name. So, I think I'm going to go with it. 
I guess it sounds more masculine.
He looks like a good ol' moggie. 
