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Licorice and Lollipop

It's been almost 5 years since my Rajah passed away (the blue point Himalayan in the top left corner of the site). Those of you who know me know the string of bad luck I've had with buying/adopting a new cat since Rajah's passing. For some reason, the universe seemed to be against me, and no cat ever worked out. I brought home three that had to be returned (ringworm, bedwetting, etc.) and called to inquire about countless others. Alas, nothing would pan out. So I've spent these years "catless". That's right... the owner of still doesn't have a cat.

This has been a struggle for me on many levels. But the truth of the matter is that all this time, I don't believe I was ever really ready for another cat. Not deep down. It may sound strange to many people, but I never got over losing Rajah. I still replay the memory of holding him as he had to be put to sleep. I still grieve for him. I still miss him. And each time I would look into adopting a new kitty, I would put all these expectations out there and overanalyze everything. Would the kitty love me? Will I like this cat as much as I liked Rajah? Would I be betraying Rajah? I know it all sounds crazy. After all, it's just a cat, right? For some people maybe. Not for me, though. I know just how much of myself will go into loving any cat, and every time it doesn't work, I'm devastated.

After much soul searching, I recently realized that I've been carrying all this emotional "cat baggage". Well, no more! I'm finished putting expectations on other cats. I didn't realize it until now, but all those cats I tried to bring home were set up to fail from the beginning. I wanted them to be Rajah. I wanted them to replace him. It was so selfish of me. They can only be who they are, and each one of them is special in his/her own way. It won't be anything like the relationship I had with Rajah, but that's OK. It can still be wonderful. So that's it... no more cat baggage!

A few weeks ago, I told my husband that I'm open to getting a new kitty, but there was a catch. I didn't want any involvement in making it happen. The less I know, the less pressure I can put on the situation. I said, "This time I'm letting the cat come to me." He agreed to my bizarre request and contacted Purr Bits Cattery on his own, unbeknownst to me. To make a long story short, we will be bringing home not one, but two black and white bicolor kittens on August 17th! These brothers are absolutely adorable. We've decided to name them Licorice and Lollipop. Licorice has mostly black fur, so they'll be easy to tell apart.

I feel good about this. I'm ready to make two new friends, and I think Rajah would be really happy for me, too.