Jerry

I've never pretended to be sane. (Actually, I have, I've just never been successful at it.) So when I stopped by our local pet store last week to buy crickets for Jack's geckos and saw that they were closing up shop, I was upset. I spent countless hours there with Makena looking at the puppies and kittens and that distraction would no longer be available to us. I was bummed. As I waited for service, I noticed one of two cats sleeping in a large cage. I just stared at it for the longest time... thinking... wondering... For as long as I have known my husband, he has always told me that we would NEVER have a cat. I think the precise quote was "OVER MY DEAD BODY!" Flash forward -- to the house of the living dead.


Meet "Jerry," the newest member of our clan. That is, if you can. Makena is kitty obsessed. She LOVES Jerry. She has to hold Jerry. Thankfully, Jerry obliges. Jerry doesn't mind Tiger and Tiger doesn't chase Jerry. When I came upon this scene, Makena was already lying there in that exact position. I had time to run off, grab the camera and snap a few shots.



Jerry is of the rag doll breed and came potty trained - which is more than I can say for my daughter. My zombie, I mean my husband, came home and was shocked by how fluffy Jerry was. I pointed out the bargain basement deal we paid for a purebred cat but that didn't really make him feel any better. He did soften when he saw how sweet Makena was with the cat, how happy Jack was and how calm Tiger was in the face of a feline presence in the house. But mostly I knew things were going to be okay when I caught him air-kissing the cat and crawling after him in our bedroom!

Jerry now joins: A dog, 2 geckos, 2 fish, 1 giant tortoise, 5 rabbits, 4 chickens and 2 horses.


Jerry is also incredibly smart. He figured out how to climb the ladder to Jack's bedroom loft and likes to hang out there when he needs a break from the love.

Is-a-cat lover.