Went to the Animal Rescue League yesterday, they were having an adoption sale. All dogs and cats were $25. Fantastic deal. I went with the hopes of finding a Dog Cat (or Cat Dog).
Talked with a volunteer who know just the sort of cat I was looking for, “I have 3 at home,” she said.
We looked at a young little brown-patched girl that growled a lot when being pet and while that was endearing I thought Max would go bonkers with her.
The volunteer went out to ask the other volunteers about some of the other available cats and came back with a black short hair between 7 and 8. He stole my heart almost immediately. Very affectionate, came when called for attention, loved to be held.
So he had chosen me.
“Samson” became Loki in that moment.
It took 3 hours to go through the process of adoption. The place was so full of people for the sale and probably because of father’s day.
Took him home to introduce him slowly to Max. They hissed a couple times, Loki from his carrier and Max just outside. Then Max just walked away and laid down. Loki spent the night with Master in his office, exploring the room, getting love from Master and looking out the window.
When Master came to bed and move me to my palette on the floor he moved Loki in with him then too. Now there was one room open for Max to sniff and smell the new cat from.
I snuck in this morning to check on him while Master slept and was greeted with a hello and a kitty running to me for attention. He meowed a lot and pet himself against me, let me hold him. Knocked his head so hard against my chin (in affection) and that tail just wagged and wagged.
(I had read somewhere that a wagging tail in a cat means the opposite that when a dog does it, but with his other body language I didn’t get that impression. Maybe his previous life he lived with dogs?)
His litter box has almost been turned inside out (sigh) which is something I thought I had seen the end of when Zeus parted, but I guess not.
He’s going to be a ball of mischief, I can see that.
I think Zeus would have loved Loki. What I know so far – He’s a talker, loves attention, quite the explorer, has a tail that is wagging a mile a minute (and I can’t see that as aggressive when the rest of his body language says otherwise), loves to be held, knows how to open doors by pulling them and throws his litter all over the floor when he’s done “God of Mischief” indeed!
Thank you Zeus for being the great cat you were, to make me want to seek out another Dog Cat.