Though, that isn’t a very real moniker at all considering my zoo consists of only two cats, but the daily prompt stole the word I would have used: menagerie. So, what’s a jester to do? I mean, hello, of course we here at the kingdom have a menagerie, we’ve even mentioned it before!
It’s not the most expansive collection, consisting of only two house cats, but we are still a young kingdom and there is plenty of time for us to add further animals to it.
Sara and Belle were adopted at 8 weeks and 10 weeks old, shortly after we bought our home. The wife and I both came from families that had cats and we both wanted the little cuties back in our lives. There is a local non-profit called Cat’s Cradle Rescue that does a lot of good work for kitties in Ventura County, and we sort of lucked into finding them, and then also finding the two creatures that now grace our menagerie. That was more than 3 years ago.
Belle immediately adopted me, in her own way, as much as she was the kitty that I picked out to take home with us. She’s a trouble maker, and super cute and not at all like what I thought I’d be getting in a cat.
Sara immediately adopted the wife, just as she was the kitty that the wife picked out to take home with us. She’s a sweetheart, and super cute and not at all like what I thought I’d be getting in a cat. Oh, does that sound familiar? That’s because I’d already said that.
They follow us around the house, from room to room, and when we settle down they settle down with us. They beg for attention when we ignore them, they are social, they play games with us, they’ll even chase after thrown toys and bring them back to chase them again. I thought cats were supposed to be neurotic creatures that wanted to be left alone 99% of the time and would only come out and let you pet them on very rare occasions. Our cats are the exact opposite of that.
I may joke, especially with Belle, from time to time that people who come to visit she took one of them with them when they leave, I may joke about making cat stew from time to time as well, I may complain about being woken up at 4AM by them too, but despite the complaints and the jokes I would never get rid of them. I can’t imagine not having them around. They are part of the family, not just part of the menagerie. (Even if they do turn our house into a zoo sometimes.)