A new addition to our family

For the last two years Raphael and I have butted heads on a few big issues, Yankees or Mets (Yankees!) and a dog or a cat (cat!). OK, so they aren't make or break differences, but we're both really passionate about our choices.

I could concede that at least he's not a Red Sox fan, but my first word was literally "cat," due to the fact that I was given a kitten at birth. I also later grew up with a tortoiseshell cat, Gremlyn, who became one of my best friends. I know it might sound stupid, but during my tween years we moved and through it all I always had her. She died of mouth cancer when I was a junior in college and I haven't had a cat since. At first it was because I was grieving, then I was living in a tiny studio in Manhattan and finally because Raphael wasn't ready. Since moving out here though, I've really been cat sick, but I didn't want to bring a pet into our home against Raphael's will, since that wouldn't be good for us or for the cat.

So, it was to my shock and delight that during Raphael's thank you speech at our wedding, that he announced to everyone in the ballroom that he was giving me a very special wedding gift, one that is hard for him to give. By this point I was holding my breath and trying not to jump to conclusions so I wouldn't be disappointed. But when the crowd laughed as he went on to say how he even went so far as to lie and say that he was allergic, I was actually crossing my fingers. In the end, he said I could pick out a cat when we returned from our honeymoon. God, I love this man. I didn't think the happiest day of my life could get better, but it did.

After returning from the honeymoon, I searched for a tortie cat like Gremlyn until I finally came across the following little girl found by animal services back in June. She had been in a cage since, poor thing: http://www.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=11074464

The first two days she didn't know how how to jump, but she's made up for it since. We've renamed her Patches although we debated between Scarlett, Autumn and Gizmo. She's been a little angel, granted a bit shy, but she's using her litter box and is very gentle. Here she is:

Patches will go from purring to playing to then retreating under the coach or to some other small crawl space. I was going to let her come out on her own, but a blogger named Luann emailed me the following advice: "owners who 'respect' their kitten's aloofness have a cat that still runs for cover when company comes." Makes sense, so we're now trying to find the right balance.
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