I am having problems with my cat not using his litter box and now his brother doing it as well (detailed in another thread) so I decided the best way to deal with it was to think back on some of my favorite memories of them. I wanted to start a fun thread to share and de-stress!
I have 2 15 year old male ginger cats that are brothers. Both are huge sweethearts.
One of them, Henry, is very emotionally intelligent. He instinctively knows when you're sad and always tries to cheer you up. He even gets anxiety if there is a lot of sadness or anger around him. He will start purring really fast and loud. A few years ago my mom passed away and I had a hard time with it. I was very sad and one day I was crying at home alone. Henry jumped in my lap and started rubbing his face against mine. He rubbed the side of his face against my nose and chin. Then he stayed with me for a very long time, just purring quietly and rubbing up against me every so often. We sat like that for hours and it was me who moved first. It was really comforting. He has done this a bunch of times when I've been sad but this is the one I remember most.
Henry's brother Walter is also very sweet. Last year I broke my leg in 3 places. I had to have surgery and I came home the same night. I should have stayed overnight but my insurance wouldn't have covered it so I convinced them to release me early. Walter isn't as cuddly as Henry and he usually prefers to sleep near, but not on, us. The night after my surgery I kept waking up from the pain and Walter was right by me every time. I would wake up and he would have his head resting on my tummy or chest. Every time I shifted he would get up and then settle right back either on or directly next to me, always touching me. It made me feel a lot better knowing he was there. For the next week while I was recovering Walter would sit in my lap or just right next to me. This was definitely not a coincidence since he had never acted that way before.
I feel very lucky to have 2 affectionate cats, even if they do things that really annoy me sometimes! what about you all?
I have 2 15 year old male ginger cats that are brothers. Both are huge sweethearts.
One of them, Henry, is very emotionally intelligent. He instinctively knows when you're sad and always tries to cheer you up. He even gets anxiety if there is a lot of sadness or anger around him. He will start purring really fast and loud. A few years ago my mom passed away and I had a hard time with it. I was very sad and one day I was crying at home alone. Henry jumped in my lap and started rubbing his face against mine. He rubbed the side of his face against my nose and chin. Then he stayed with me for a very long time, just purring quietly and rubbing up against me every so often. We sat like that for hours and it was me who moved first. It was really comforting. He has done this a bunch of times when I've been sad but this is the one I remember most.
Henry's brother Walter is also very sweet. Last year I broke my leg in 3 places. I had to have surgery and I came home the same night. I should have stayed overnight but my insurance wouldn't have covered it so I convinced them to release me early. Walter isn't as cuddly as Henry and he usually prefers to sleep near, but not on, us. The night after my surgery I kept waking up from the pain and Walter was right by me every time. I would wake up and he would have his head resting on my tummy or chest. Every time I shifted he would get up and then settle right back either on or directly next to me, always touching me. It made me feel a lot better knowing he was there. For the next week while I was recovering Walter would sit in my lap or just right next to me. This was definitely not a coincidence since he had never acted that way before.
I feel very lucky to have 2 affectionate cats, even if they do things that really annoy me sometimes! what about you all?
). He also loves giving kisses, and when I lean towards him he'll kiss me with his little nose.
. My husband went to him, but Chewie kept stepping back, it was like in the movies where the animal tries to get the human to follow. So my husband decided to follow. Chewie lead him straight to poor Fritz. He nudged Fritz a few times then would look up to my husband and nudged him again before lying down next to him when my husband bent to check Fritz. The rest of this story is all tears and hugs, so I wont' go into details. But as sad as the situation was, my heart still fills with joy when I think of how amazing Chewie is and still is, at the ripe old age of 18, and still going strong.
