Many of you know that Mike and I recently lost our kitten Vespa, whom became a part of our family. We were both devastated when he was diagnosed with FIP and it became apparent he wouldn't make it.
Although we were both in a pretty sad place for awhile, many people we talked to said the best way to get over a lost pet is to get another one. We knew this was what was best, but with the impending house purchase and the constant back and forth while we were working on the house we didn't think it was the right time.
After casually perusing Craigslist for kittens (something I'm not ashamed to say I did often), we came across a listing that broke our hearts. A girl who lived in a one-bedroom apartment in Cleveland had 3 cats and 6 kittens and was getting desperate. She went on to say that if she didn't find homes she would have to dump them at a farm she frequented. Now, I'm not sure if she really would have or not, but I didn't want to take that chance.
Mike and I drove up, saying out loud that if we didn't feel right we wouldn't take one of the kittens, but both secretly thinking that we were going to be kitten parents again. After hanging out with the cats and kittens, there was only one kitten that walked up to us and let us hold him without much fuss. We knew he was the one.
Benelli started out very skittish and even hid behind the furnace the first day we left him at home by himself. After a couple days of pure spoiling and love he came around. He effortlessly fit into our little family and is both a terror (when he wakes us up at 4:00 in the morning wanting to hang out) and a joy (when he cuddles up to your neck while watching tv). Though it's been hard with the long days we spend at the house, he doesn't seem to hold it against us!
Now for some excruciatingly cute pictures of our Mascot: