Rosie the Cat

 

Our cat Rosie passed away on March 23. She had thyroid disease, had lost a lot of weight, and eventually died of renal failure. 

Rosie was with us for 12 years and we think she was about 3 years old when we adopted her. She was a very sweet cat and a good companion and we miss her very much.

Rosie in my lap

Rosie helping me read

Rosie overseeing the garden work

A New Cat in Our Life: Rosie

We found a new cat about a week and a half ago. Meet Rosie!

This is my husband's description of our cat search:

On Saturday we went first to the Humane Society and then to County Animal Services.

The latter had a large number of cats for adoption and a large number of people looking at them.

We kept coming back to look at a young (1.5 years) mostly-white number with calico splotches and tabby head/tail and it was her that we went home with.

Her name is Rosie and she has the largest ears I've seen on a small cat.

She is fairly subdued but affectionate and chatty. Interestingly, she does not bite. At all.

She's a keeper.

Some notes of interest. At least to me.

On the biting, our first cat, Bink, did bite. Not ferociously or meanly. But if she did not like how you touched her, watch out.

Rosie doesn't bite, but she has attacked our feet while we were sleeping...or at least trying to sleep. And she has this whirling dervish behavior (on the bed, at night) I have never seen before.

I think she is settling in. We have never had a cat this young before. It feels like having a new baby in the house, and I am getting no sleep. I hope that will change.