Happy October, Friends and Followers! It’s been a busy few weeks for me lately, but I didn’t want the date of September 27 to go unnoticed here on my blog, as it marked the first anniversary of our adoption of Louie and Gordie.
Gord and Lou in the first months
In some ways, their Gotcha Day seems like only yesterday. But then I think of how much these two little darlings have flourished in the space of a year. Remembering how Gordie was so skittish and food insecure, and how at first he didn’t know how to use the little flap door to his litter box, it seems like eons ago.
And then there was Louie’s behaviour when we first brought him home, hiding under my treadmill or the spare bed until he felt more comfortable with us.
Nowadays, they are both well adapted to life here with us on Perry’s Point. And we can’t imagine a single day or night without them!
They are still young cats at ages two and four, so we look forward to many more years—and anniversaries—together.
Hi Folks and Felines! Louie here, finally getting my turn to guest blog on Jennifer’s Journal.
Louie Reed Purry
Gordie really let me have it on his guest post last time, didn’t he? Well, guess what? I’m here to spill the tea on him! You see, my new brother for the last six months is not as innocent as he would have you believe.
Gordon Downie Purry
It all happened last fall on Thanksgiving Sunday. After Jennifer and Paul had their meal of roast turkey with all the trimmings, they were about to relax in the living room and leave the turkey, covered in foil, on the counter to finish cooling before putting it in the refrigerator.
pexels photo
But knowing how hungry Gordie seemed to act all the time, Paul suggested putting it back in the oven with the door just ajar.
Lo and behold, when Jennifer came out to get a drink, what did she see? My brother Gordie SITTING ON THE OVEN DOOR, FACE INTO THE TURKEY! He had torn the foil neatly away and had taken a perfect circle of bites out of the drumstick. He looked at her as if to say “Nothing to see here!” All Jennifer could do was laugh.
You see, as was explained to me, Gordon had a somewhat severe case of what is known as food insecurity. Because he had been a runaway stray for a long period of time before his adoption, he was overly anxious about when he would get his next meal. He isn’t as bad as that anymore, thank goodness. The worst he’s done since is grab a pack of deli ham off the counter where it was defrosting. Jennifer found his unsuccessful attempt to open it on the floor with a few tooth marks in it.
I’ve grown to love my silly sibling, even though he does weird things sometimes—just like me.
Oh, I almost forgot: look what Jennifer’s daughter included with her and Paul’s Christmas presents:
🐾 Kitty-approved! 🐾
Aren’t we cute? These socks were made specially by soxos.ca, a proudly Canadian company. 🇨🇦
Thanks, Jennifer, for letting me share my two cents on your blog. Purrs and nose bumps to all, love Louie. 🐾
Hi there, friends! My name is Gordon—aka Gordie, and that’s Louie cuddled in behind me. I’m guest posting for Jennifer today, who has had so much existential dread lately that she can’t seem to get up the gumption to blog like she used to. Fear not, though. I’m sure she’ll be back on track soon.
I wanted to share with you some pics of what my silly “brother by another mother” has been up to since we moved in with Jennifer and Paul back in September. Because I’m three and he is only one, I’ve been trying to have the upper hand, you know, to keep him in line.
But Louie is simply beyond my ability to control. He is always into something! Here are a few examples:
He jumped up to this chandelier until he finally succeeded to grab this:
Then he turned his attention to these starfish on the wall:
…but was unsuccessful because Jennifer scolded him so many times.
But he did manage to make off with this whatchamacallit from the bathroom in the middle of the night (tore it right off the chain!):
Then Louie decided to grab a couple of things that weren’t nailed on, such as this thingamabob:
…and this doohickey from the wall:
In spite of all his antics, we do have lots of fun together…