Let's Hear it for the Boys!

I've known Sara through Instagram for maybe a year or so and this past spring and summer,  I watched a sad story unfold on her feed. Felix, her handsome tuxedo boy, was diagnosed with cancer.  She was so devoted to dear Felix and fought hard to keep him here on this planet, but sadly he passed on the 3rd of July.  Sara loved that dear boy with all of her heart, so this loss was huge.

After some time had passed, she started considering bringing another cat into her life, and slowly began visiting local shelters.  Though she met many fabulous cats,  most visits ended in tears, and she could tell that her heart wasn't quite ready to love another yet. It still had some mending to do, so she put the hunt on "pause".  

But then a handsome gray kitty named Fielding Mittenfloss caught her attention on my Instagram feed. She emailed right away to see if there might be a way  to meet this little guy. I was not surprised to hear from her at all. She had commented on every picture I had posted of Fielding, and every comment ended with several happy, smiley face emoticons and many, many hearts.

I told her that Fielding had a brother and I was pretty committed to keeping them together. I asked her   if she would open to adopting a pair.  I shared a few photos of Bart, and thankfully, she loved the idea of two kittens. A few days later she came to visit the boys.

And she fell in love.

Well, she fell deeper in love.  I'm pretty sure they had her heart before she even arrived for the visit that day.

The boys were far from being ready for adoption at that point, and they had lots of growing to do. Sara had to wait a long, torturous month before her Mittenflosses could come home. I tried my best to send her lots of photos and updates, but I know that wait must have been hard.

Finally! Last weekend they were ready to go and Sara came down on Sunday to pick up her sons. We filled out the paperwork and Wylla soaked in her last few moments with the Bart and Fielding. She gave them very thorough head-to-toe baths which left both of them completely soggy. They loved every second of it.

While we were wrapping things up, I checked their intake date on the paper work. I did some calculating, and told Sara that their birthdate would have been about the 4th of July. That's when she told me Felix had passed on the 3rd.  How strange they would enter the world just as he left.

I always feel our kittens end up where they're supposed to land, and this little coincidence certainly helped confirm that theory.  

Because they were just a set of two, we got to know these guys a little better than our normal, larger batches. The humans and felines in our house all fell hard for these guys, so we're so happy they found such a devoted mom to love them.  We know they're in very good hands.

Thank you so much for adopting these special kittens, Sara. We wish you a long, joy-filled life together!