It was one of those cosmic connections. I met Linus through my friend Laurie who runs the Itty Bitty Kitty Committee (which is a kitten-tastic blog! Kitten-tastic is my new favorite word.) I didn't have any plans of adopting a kitten prior to meeting Linus, but after I met him, I just couldn't get him out of my brain. I just knew he had to come be part of our family.
I worried that it might be too soon since I'm still getting over the passing of Mr. Jones. But Linus is the sweetest little bundle of joy. He just has so much love to give, and he loves to be cuddled more than anything. I didn't realize how much I needed a cat to cuddle!
He loves my girls and follows them around everywhere. They're so great about calmly interacting and gently petting him (he's so tiny!) playing with him, feeding him and even cleaning the litter box!!! (Woo hoo!) They're excited to have a little companion to snuggle with (those other two cats are anything but snuggly...) Last night they left Linus snoozing quietly at home to run an errand to the grocery store. In the car they shouted"Linus!!!", a la Braveheart, over and over in excitement (Linus snoozed quietly at home.) Apparently this is what happens when 5 and 7 year olds have to practice restraint.
If felt like the Universe knew this was how it would all work out. Welcome to Smith Manor, little Linus!