When I moved into my own house back in 2008, I had no intention of getting a pet. I was flying around the world, enjoying my free time with friends and loved ones and trying to build a home from scratch. Being away for sometimes five or 6 days at a time meant that I didn’t have the adequate time to invest in nurturing a small life, and constraints of where I live meant that I didn’t have a garden or the facility for an animal to head outside with ease. It was a definite no to having an animal, and I did really well for just under a year.
Fate does play a part in how I came to be the owner of Thomas, my cat who has become so well known that even my friends ask me how he is. In the September of 2008, my now ex boyfriend mentioned that his Mums cat had a litter of mixed black and white babies. Back in 2008, camera phones weren’t nearly as advanced as they are now, but when I saw this grainy image of a little black cat with bright blue eyes, I let my sister know immediately. She was thinking of getting a new addition to her family, and when she saw the kitten, she jumped at the chance.
At 8 weeks old, baby Kitten came to my house ready to be collected by my sister that evening. I spent the whole day with this tiny little baby, who I absolutely fell in love with. When he fell asleep on my chest, purring away, it started to make it more difficult with the thought that he would be going to his new house. Off went baby Kitten who was lovingly named Tallulah, a pretty name to match a pretty girl.
Tallulah was a boy. After a trip to the vets and confirmation that she was going to grow up male, her name was switched to Lucius. Baby Lucius loved his trips to Aunty Anoushka’s whilst he was a baby, where he would stay from Friday night up until Sunday. Attachments were forming, and although a lot of these attachments were Lucius’s claws on my silk curtains, he made me laugh with his little personality.
After a particular long weekend at mine, we came to the decision that Lucius was going to stay for good. It was too late. I had fallen in love with his little furry face, the love that he showed me and just how much his little personality was developing. By the time the newly renamed Thomas was mine he was just 12 weeks old and we had such a bond.
Setting myself up to be a pet owner whilst I was flying the world was something that caused a lot of organisation. Thomas took holidays with his Granny whilst I was away and luckily there was never any periods of time that were longer than a week where I would have to leave him. Further down the line, and with Thomas being a house cat, I came to a great solution where my neighbour would babysit him so he could stay at home in his own surroundings. This calmed him down a lot.
Being a protective mother, I wanted to make sure he was looked after properly. Thomas has had all his injections and boosters, and he even has top level pet insurance to cover him for any eventuality. I went with Petplan Pet Insurance for the best cover. The amount per month that is taken for the premium is minimal and it gives me such a peace of mind to know that he is covered. Especially as he loves to frolic around on the balcony, whilst trying to hunt bugs and flies.
Thomas has really changed my life. He’s not just a pet and he really is part of the family. I love nothing more than getting home from work, curling up on the couch whilst my little boy comes and curls up with me. He has such character and personality that he makes me laugh with his antics each day.
Thomas isn’t just a cat, he’s more than that. Friends even ask how he is! He loves to get involved with blogger mail and he is the most loving little boy. I couldn’t imagine my life without him. He’s 11 this year and so I still have many many years with him. I’m so grateful for that day when fate came knocking because we really do make the perfect pet partnership.
Do you have any pets? Tell me some of the funniest things that they do in the comments below.