Monday, May 14, 2018


October was the month that Charlie joined our family. After Hurricane Harvey flooded Houston with water, the animal shelters were flooded with animals that were either lost or abandoned during the hurricane. Pets that had been found in the weeks following the hurricane had a month-long "hold" put on them to give their families a chance to find them, but pets that had been surrendered or found prior to the hurricane had no such hold, and animal shelters were begging people to adopt to clear out space.

Over the course of several weeks, I took Zelda and Susie and we checked out every major shelter in the Houston area. We saw hundreds and hundreds of animals. I was going with dogs in mind, but we also kept our eyes open for friendly cats as well.

After three or four weeks of visiting various shelters, we ended up at a pretty small one just one town over from us. We weren't able to see the dogs because they had kennel cough, so we spent all of our time looking at the cats, and one really stuck out to us. He was a small white and tan one named "Bronx" who was great with the girls. Other cats at different shelters had shown interest in us when we were outside their cages, but once we got them into the visiting room they either ignored us, were afraid of us, or disliked the girls picking them up. Bronx wasn't like that at all - when we were playing with him he wanted to play with us, he wasn't afraid, and he didn't mind (at all!) the girls picking him up or carrying him around. He was just awesome.

Since I'd been on the dog train of mind, we didn't do anything about him that day other than play with him. But I found myself thinking about him every day and worrying that someone else was going to adopt him. So we went back later that week.

And we adopted him. 💜

He needed to get his shots and to be neutered, so he stayed at the shelter for a couple more days and we got everything ready at home.

Since we knew we were going to be moving in just a couple months, one of the things I ordered was  a crate for him to travel in. And before we moved, it could be his sort of "bedroom." Zelda and Susie thought it was a great place to play:         

And then we got to bring him home! It took us a couple days for us to figure out his name, but we settled on Charlie, and it fits him perfectly. (Jokingly, Jason and I sometimes call him Charles, and months after we got him Ellie declared that his middle name was Robert, so his full name is Charles Robert Thomas.)

When we got him they told us that he was ten months to one year old, and looking back I can see that he definitely had more of a kitten-ish look about him than he does now. So I'd guess that he was closer to ten months at them time.

Cuddling with Zelda:

Trying to get her toast:

A princess and her kitty:

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