ShelArchie … Yes that is what Craig calls myself and Archie
Wherever I am in the house Archie will be there on my lap, on the windowsill, on the bed, by my feet you name it. However it is not just Archie because if I know he is up, but he thinks I am out of the house I will call him as I miss/love his company and guess who comes running 🙂
I mention this because it has always been a joke between Craig and I with the name and that he always say we are one, but when I took Archie to the vet on Sunday the receptionist commented on our bond and how she can tell he trusts me totally. The receptionist asked Archie’s story and so I shared not realising that a young girl and her father where listening and it turned out the girl wanted a cat and was visiting to get some information.
My wise words afterwards was invest time in the very beginning with your moggie gaining trust, however long it may take (Archie, 4/5 months, Oscar 2 years, Henry 1 second). Play with them, show them affection, but also be aware that if they do not want this then give them space. Cats love space and they do tell you when they want to do these things, but every now and then they will surprise and play and love your attention when you want to give (not too often though ;-)).
Getting back to Archie and I the biggest thing about us is not just our bond, but we both suffer poor health at the same time and I do strongly believe that Archie picks up my stress triggering his problems. 4/5 years ago I was going through IVF and other treatments and as you can imagine not a happy time, as I was at home quite a bit working/recovering Archie of course was by my side (Craig was as well LOL). Archie suddenly had major cystitis (urinary tract infection (UTI)) and had two major operations with the final being life saving and removing his YOU KNOW WHAT. We both got through our situations until recent months I have been poorly again and Archie suddenly gets his ulcer on the eyeball (Coincidence?????). In a few months I will be having a major operation and I am praying as I recover the white fluff ball by my side does not get stressed and makes the most of me at home in my bed instead of getting ill. I know two black moggies for sure will be with me in the mornings ;-). We of course will keep you posted.
How long did it take for you to bond with your fluff ball?
Do you have any unique stories?