If you follow me on Twitter, you know that I am open about my anxiety and depression. This week my spouse Dr. Pet Mom, is away in ‘Frostbite Falls’ Minnesota doing some academic stuff.
Enter my cat, Oscar! He’s been great! He is very empathetic, knows when to purr and sit by my side. Thanks Oscar!
The story behind how we got Oscar is quite amazing: He is the result of some sad circumstances and God’s kindness…
We had a very sick kitty named Mr. Bean. We were praying our butts off for him, given that his prognosis was dismal.
Dr. Pet Mom ‘just happened’ to be watching that cat from hell show where she learned about therapy cats.
Next thing you know, the two of us went to a local pet store for a cat adoption event. We ‘just happened’ to spot this three-ish year old adult cat named Arthur. He was watching over a group of mostly kittens.
We talked about adopting Arthur, but I was hesitant. Later, I decided to email the shelter coordinator and ask if Arthur would be a good therapy cat for Mr. Bean.
I received a nice reply affirming my suspicion about Arthur: He would make an excellent therapy cat. And we decided to adopt him.
If you are wondering how Arthur become Oscar: One day I noticed that Arthur had a dust bunny attached to his whiskers. I thought about the slob character from the Odd Couple named Oscar Madison. Also, I am a fan of jazz great, Oscar Peterson. That’s how Oscar got his new name! 😀
Oscar is a total godsend!! He watched over Mr. Bean and, for a while, our sickly kitty seemed to get better.
Sadly, Mr. Bean passed away. But his little brother Oscar remains with us.
Between Oscar helping Mr. Bean and myself, I am totally in love with this cat. Thank you God!
Be well,
@SocialClaude
“What greater gift than the love of a cat?”
–Charles Dickens
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