How the Griswolds Got My Pussy’s Purr Back

Two times the pussy fun.

We’ve been in a mourning here at the CBXB mini manse since the sudden passing of our beloved, annoying New Cat.

Lean on me.

In the immediate days after, the reality of Newie’s absence was tough on Ted and I had to search for him as he took to grieving in random places.

One is the loneliest number.

My concern elevated when my normally purrful pussy made no sound at all.

Not when I picked him up.

Not when I scratched his chinny chin chin.

Not even when I rubbed his belly.

C.O.D.E. R.E.D.

So what did this smart feline mama do? Headed to a PetSmart cat fair naturally, where the fabulous Penny from Sweet Faces Cat & Kitten Rescue was doing her best to find forever homes for insanely cute fur balls.

Hi. I’d like some more crazy please.

Once there, my eyes landed on these two faces which I fell for in .00002 seconds when one of their little paws came out and touched my leg.

Love at first meow.

In a great big fucking moment of weakness (you know, the kind of moment where you know can’t believe what you’re doing because you’re keenly aware that what you’re doing batshit crazy but you can’t help it because it’s a decision you know you’re making regardless of what your brain is telling you because you’re following that feeling in your heart?) I asked to hold them.

Heart. Stolen.

Then, I heard myself blurt “I’ll take them.”

Yeah, that’s right.

So, I’d like to introduce you to our new family members Clark and Eddie, named after my two favorite Griswold characters from what I think is the best movie on the planet, Christmas Vacation.

Rounding out my mini manse asylum with new patients.

Upon our arrival home, Ted was a tad confused because our little tuxedo brothers heavily resemble New Cat.

WHAT. THE. FUCK.

THERE’S TWO??!

Teddy headed to the bar for a stiff cattail where he processed having a mother who is nuttier than a fruitcake.

Bar rescue.

Adding to the madness (and feeling like maniacal Dr. Dolittle), I also happened to be hanging with my favorite chug (pug + chug) Precious, who was also unsure of the turn of developments.

Matching duo with matching concern for my mental well-being.

It was especially interesting rounding everyone up for our first night’s sleep together.

Mapping out the territory.

What have you done?

I’m seriously questioning that myself Presh.

But upon waking up with everyone in tact, I decided to make the announcement to a select few with overwhelmingly supportive responses such as…

All in all though, I knew I’d made the right decision bringing home my own set of twins when I saw everyone buddying up the next afternoon.

Overnight success.

Fast furriends.

While I am beyond happy with my adoption, I can’t avoid knowing that everyone thinks this will be me in the near future…

Well on my way.

And I’m happy to report, Ted got his purr back.

Standby for the shenanigans.

CBXB