Jack has a new sister!

Well, I went to PetSmart to get Jack some food and they were having an
adoption thing from a humane shelter (kill shelter). I had never once
allowed myself to stop and look before, but this time, I was just drawn
to the front cage.

I really wanted a boy cat and asked if they had any boys, but they said
they'd all been adopted. So I was going to wait. I played with a sweet
little kitten who looked like a baby Jack, but I really wanted a boy.

Below that girl's cage (she did get adopted too!) was this sweet white
kitten, about 4-6 months old. On the cage in big letters it said "SHE
IS DEAF."

Kids were playing with her and saying "Mom, can we get her," and mom
would say "No we can't handle a deaf kitty. That's too hard."

I really wanted a boy and kept telling myself that, but I just couldn't
walk away from that cage. I swear, it was like Dmitri kept tapping on
the shoulder and saying "Get her, get her, get her." And I was fighting
it, telling myself, no, I want a boy.

And then Dmitri would tap me again, and I'd think "This poor baby,
nobody will adopt a deaf kitty." And she was so sweet, playful and
purring and happy.

And I just burst into tears and said I'll take her. Well, the shelter
folks were just so thrilled that "Helen" (after Helen Keller, lol) had
found a new home.

I brought her home and Jack was sleeping, so was able to sneak her into
the bathroom (where she'll stay while I do the intro process). It's a
very large bathroom, and she was off immediately exploring. In the
meantime, Jack was getting up, so I got out quickly, washed my hands
(to remove her scent) and gave him his favorite food, ProPlan salmon
and rice. He was too excited to be eating that to notice anything else,
and I was able to slip away and get her fixed up. She ate some kitten
food and I fixed her a litter box. She had a taste of World's Best.
Good thing I'd read once on the bag that cats sometimes will take a
taste and it's okay.

Then later when I went to check on her, she had gone into the bottom
cabinet, the "safe place" where Jack and Dmitri always hid during
thunderstorms. She was sound asleep on top of a box.

I'm almost certain her name is Jasmine. I had really planned on the new
kitty having a nice Russian name in honor of Dmitri, and thought I'd
name her Zinaida after my favorite poet, Zinaida Gippius, but she just
doesn't look like a Zinaida. And Zinny doesn't sound so good. All the
way home, the name Jasmine was in my head. She looked like a Jasmine.
Then I called one of my best friends, described my new girl, and she
said "Jasmine." I said OMG, that's exactly what I was thinking!!! So
it's likely a sign. Jack and Jasmine. Jack and Jazz. The three Js.
Jack, Juls and Jazz. LOL.

She's already spayed, and has her shots, plus her tests for FIV and
stuff. I'll take her to my vet next week to have her ears looked at
(the shelter people thought either she was born deaf, or one of them
thought it was bad ear mites that caused it).

But Jasmine has a new forever home, and now I'll learn a little sign
language. I've already told Jack she can't hear, and he'll have to talk
to her in kisses.

LOL, and he's doing EXACTLY what Dmitri did when Jack arrived. Sitting
outside the door, just staring at it. DMitri would sit for hours
staring at the door. (Jack was on the other side bouncing around,
saying let me out of here, dammit!)

They did have her in a foster home for awhile, and she gets along with
other cats just fine. I have no doubt that they'll end up as pals.

I just feel Dmitri looking down, and smiling. I really do. I miss him
so much, but I felt that he would guide me into someone who really
needed a home.

Juls, Jack and Jasmine

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Oh I think I forgot to mention, she's all white, shorthair, with green
eyes. She's petite. I've never had a white kitty before. My grandmother
had a white cat named Cotsy for years, and she kind of looks like a
small version of Cotsy. I'll post pictures soon! (Shhh, she's sleeping
now)

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What a great story! Congratulations on your new addition. I'm sure Dmitri
is smiling down on you all.

Sue

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Well, I went to PetSmart to get Jack some food and they were having an
adoption thing from a humane shelter (kill shelter). I had never once
allowed myself to stop and look before, but this time, I was just drawn
to the front cage.

I really wanted a boy cat and asked if they had any boys, but they said
they'd all been adopted. So I was going to wait. I played with a sweet
little kitten who looked like a baby Jack, but I really wanted a boy.

Below that girl's cage (she did get adopted too!) was this sweet white
kitten, about 4-6 months old. On the cage in big letters it said "SHE
IS DEAF."

Kids were playing with her and saying "Mom, can we get her," and mom
would say "No we can't handle a deaf kitty. That's too hard."

I really wanted a boy and kept telling myself that, but I just couldn't
walk away from that cage. I swear, it was like Dmitri kept tapping on
the shoulder and saying "Get her, get her, get her." And I was fighting
it, telling myself, no, I want a boy.

And then Dmitri would tap me again, and I'd think "This poor baby,
nobody will adopt a deaf kitty." And she was so sweet, playful and
purring and happy.

And I just burst into tears and said I'll take her. Well, the shelter
folks were just so thrilled that "Helen" (after Helen Keller, lol) had
found a new home.

I brought her home and Jack was sleeping, so was able to sneak her into
the bathroom (where she'll stay while I do the intro process). It's a
very large bathroom, and she was off immediately exploring. In the
meantime, Jack was getting up, so I got out quickly, washed my hands
(to remove her scent) and gave him his favorite food, ProPlan salmon
and rice. He was too excited to be eating that to notice anything else,
and I was able to slip away and get her fixed up. She ate some kitten
food and I fixed her a litter box. She had a taste of World's Best.
Good thing I'd read once on the bag that cats sometimes will take a
taste and it's okay.

Then later when I went to check on her, she had gone into the bottom
cabinet, the "safe place" where Jack and Dmitri always hid during
thunderstorms. She was sound asleep on top of a box.

I'm almost certain her name is Jasmine. I had really planned on the new
kitty having a nice Russian name in honor of Dmitri, and thought I'd
name her Zinaida after my favorite poet, Zinaida Gippius, but she just
doesn't look like a Zinaida. And Zinny doesn't sound so good. All the
way home, the name Jasmine was in my head. She looked like a Jasmine.
Then I called one of my best friends, described my new girl, and she
said "Jasmine." I said OMG, that's exactly what I was thinking!!! So
it's likely a sign. Jack and Jasmine. Jack and Jazz. The three Js.
Jack, Juls and Jazz. LOL.

She's already spayed, and has her shots, plus her tests for FIV and
stuff. I'll take her to my vet next week to have her ears looked at
(the shelter people thought either she was born deaf, or one of them
thought it was bad ear mites that caused it).

But Jasmine has a new forever home, and now I'll learn a little sign
language. I've already told Jack she can't hear, and he'll have to talk
to her in kisses.

LOL, and he's doing EXACTLY what Dmitri did when Jack arrived. Sitting
outside the door, just staring at it. DMitri would sit for hours
staring at the door. (Jack was on the other side bouncing around,
saying let me out of here, dammit!)

They did have her in a foster home for awhile, and she gets along with
other cats just fine. I have no doubt that they'll end up as pals.

I just feel Dmitri looking down, and smiling. I really do. I miss him
so much, but I felt that he would guide me into someone who really
needed a home.

Juls, Jack and Jasmine

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"Juls" wrote in message
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Congratulations on your (and Jack's) new addition!

--
Liz

"Juls" wrote in message
...
Well, I went to PetSmart to get Jack some food and they were having an
adoption thing from a humane shelter (kill shelter). I had never once
allowed myself to stop and look before, but this time, I was just drawn
to the front cage.

I really wanted a boy cat and asked if they had any boys, but they said
they'd all been adopted. So I was going to wait. I played with a sweet
little kitten who looked like a baby Jack, but I really wanted a boy.

Below that girl's cage (she did get adopted too!) was this sweet white
kitten, about 4-6 months old. On the cage in big letters it said "SHE
IS DEAF."

Kids were playing with her and saying "Mom, can we get her," and mom
would say "No we can't handle a deaf kitty. That's too hard."

I really wanted a boy and kept telling myself that, but I just couldn't
walk away from that cage. I swear, it was like Dmitri kept tapping on
the shoulder and saying "Get her, get her, get her." And I was fighting
it, telling myself, no, I want a boy.

And then Dmitri would tap me again, and I'd think "This poor baby,
nobody will adopt a deaf kitty." And she was so sweet, playful and
purring and happy.

And I just burst into tears and said I'll take her. Well, the shelter
folks were just so thrilled that "Helen" (after Helen Keller, lol) had
found a new home.

I brought her home and Jack was sleeping, so was able to sneak her into
the bathroom (where she'll stay while I do the intro process). It's a
very large bathroom, and she was off immediately exploring. In the
meantime, Jack was getting up, so I got out quickly, washed my hands
(to remove her scent) and gave him his favorite food, ProPlan salmon
and rice. He was too excited to be eating that to notice anything else,
and I was able to slip away and get her fixed up. She ate some kitten
food and I fixed her a litter box. She had a taste of World's Best.
Good thing I'd read once on the bag that cats sometimes will take a
taste and it's okay.

Then later when I went to check on her, she had gone into the bottom
cabinet, the "safe place" where Jack and Dmitri always hid during
thunderstorms. She was sound asleep on top of a box.

I'm almost certain her name is Jasmine. I had really planned on the new
kitty having a nice Russian name in honor of Dmitri, and thought I'd
name her Zinaida after my favorite poet, Zinaida Gippius, but she just
doesn't look like a Zinaida. And Zinny doesn't sound so good. All the
way home, the name Jasmine was in my head. She looked like a Jasmine.
Then I called one of my best friends, described my new girl, and she
said "Jasmine." I said OMG, that's exactly what I was thinking!!! So
it's likely a sign. Jack and Jasmine. Jack and Jazz. The three Js.
Jack, Juls and Jazz. LOL.

She's already spayed, and has her shots, plus her tests for FIV and
stuff. I'll take her to my vet next week to have her ears looked at
(the shelter people thought either she was born deaf, or one of them
thought it was bad ear mites that caused it).

But Jasmine has a new forever home, and now I'll learn a little sign
language. I've already told Jack she can't hear, and he'll have to talk
to her in kisses.

LOL, and he's doing EXACTLY what Dmitri did when Jack arrived. Sitting
outside the door, just staring at it. DMitri would sit for hours
staring at the door. (Jack was on the other side bouncing around,
saying let me out of here, dammit!)

They did have her in a foster home for awhile, and she gets along with
other cats just fine. I have no doubt that they'll end up as pals.

I just feel Dmitri looking down, and smiling. I really do. I miss him
so much, but I felt that he would guide me into someone who really
needed a home.

Juls, Jack and Jasmine

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Congrats on your new addition! I'm sure Jack will love her, he just doesn't
know it yet.

W

"Juls" wrote in message
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I brought her home and Jack was sleeping, so was able to sneak her into
the bathroom (where she'll stay while I do the intro process).

Brilliant! I am sure Jack will be thrilled ... eventually. )
--

Niel H

Diane wrote:
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Juls wrote:


Kids were playing with her and saying "Mom, can we get her," and mom
would say "No we can't handle a deaf kitty. That's too hard."


Congratulations on your adoption, but I have to ask -- what is so hard
about a deaf cat? I assume that they won't come when called and you
can't yell at them when they eat the plants, but I can't imagine it's
THAT hard.

You'll let us know, though.

Well, I can say that having a cat that is both deaf AND blind isn't so
hard...at least on us hoomins! I wonder if it is frustrating to Dudley
or if it just the way things are. Maybe a little of both.

Congrats, Juls!
Pam

I am soooo very happy for you and for the cats. You are wonderful to adopt
this little girl!! It is the greatest tribute to Dmitri to have adopted her.
Congratulations on your new baby!! I am sure she and Jack will be just fine
together.
Gail
"Juls" wrote in message
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Well, I went to PetSmart to get Jack some food and they were having an
adoption thing from a humane shelter (kill shelter). I had never once
allowed myself to stop and look before, but this time, I was just drawn
to the front cage.

I really wanted a boy cat and asked if they had any boys, but they said
they'd all been adopted. So I was going to wait. I played with a sweet
little kitten who looked like a baby Jack, but I really wanted a boy.

Below that girl's cage (she did get adopted too!) was this sweet white
kitten, about 4-6 months old. On the cage in big letters it said "SHE
IS DEAF."

Kids were playing with her and saying "Mom, can we get her," and mom
would say "No we can't handle a deaf kitty. That's too hard."

I really wanted a boy and kept telling myself that, but I just couldn't
walk away from that cage. I swear, it was like Dmitri kept tapping on
the shoulder and saying "Get her, get her, get her." And I was fighting
it, telling myself, no, I want a boy.

And then Dmitri would tap me again, and I'd think "This poor baby,
nobody will adopt a deaf kitty." And she was so sweet, playful and
purring and happy.

And I just burst into tears and said I'll take her. Well, the shelter
folks were just so thrilled that "Helen" (after Helen Keller, lol) had
found a new home.

I brought her home and Jack was sleeping, so was able to sneak her into
the bathroom (where she'll stay while I do the intro process). It's a
very large bathroom, and she was off immediately exploring. In the
meantime, Jack was getting up, so I got out quickly, washed my hands
(to remove her scent) and gave him his favorite food, ProPlan salmon
and rice. He was too excited to be eating that to notice anything else,
and I was able to slip away and get her fixed up. She ate some kitten
food and I fixed her a litter box. She had a taste of World's Best.
Good thing I'd read once on the bag that cats sometimes will take a
taste and it's okay.

Then later when I went to check on her, she had gone into the bottom
cabinet, the "safe place" where Jack and Dmitri always hid during
thunderstorms. She was sound asleep on top of a box.

I'm almost certain her name is Jasmine. I had really planned on the new
kitty having a nice Russian name in honor of Dmitri, and thought I'd
name her Zinaida after my favorite poet, Zinaida Gippius, but she just
doesn't look like a Zinaida. And Zinny doesn't sound so good. All the
way home, the name Jasmine was in my head. She looked like a Jasmine.
Then I called one of my best friends, described my new girl, and she
said "Jasmine." I said OMG, that's exactly what I was thinking!!! So
it's likely a sign. Jack and Jasmine. Jack and Jazz. The three Js.
Jack, Juls and Jazz. LOL.

She's already spayed, and has her shots, plus her tests for FIV and
stuff. I'll take her to my vet next week to have her ears looked at
(the shelter people thought either she was born deaf, or one of them
thought it was bad ear mites that caused it).

But Jasmine has a new forever home, and now I'll learn a little sign
language. I've already told Jack she can't hear, and he'll have to talk
to her in kisses.

LOL, and he's doing EXACTLY what Dmitri did when Jack arrived. Sitting
outside the door, just staring at it. DMitri would sit for hours
staring at the door. (Jack was on the other side bouncing around,
saying let me out of here, dammit!)

They did have her in a foster home for awhile, and she gets along with
other cats just fine. I have no doubt that they'll end up as pals.

I just feel Dmitri looking down, and smiling. I really do. I miss him
so much, but I felt that he would guide me into someone who really
needed a home.

Juls, Jack and Jasmine

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In article ,
Diane wrote:

Congratulations on your adoption, but I have to ask -- what is so hard
about a deaf cat? I assume that they won't come when called and you
can't yell at them when they eat the plants, but I can't imagine it's
THAT hard.

I'm not sure either. I'll learn as I go and learn some sign language
for eat, come and things like that.

I'll tell you this, she's a sound sleeper. She's STILL sleeping. I've
gone in the bathroom a couple of times and flushed, washed my hands,
walked around. Zzzzzzzzz. I guess the only way to wake her up will be
to touch her.


You'll let us know, though.

LOL, of course I will.

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YEAHHHHH! Pictures! Pictures!