On December 8th, 2004 my husband, gave me an early Christmas present because he said "it would be hard to store away." I sat on the couch with my eyes closed, and when he asked me to open them, I saw a teeny tiny Persian kitten in a suede basket. The kitten was blue and white, and when I exclaimed in surprise, she stretched her little body and made a little squeak. I named her JingleBelle:
|JingeBelle sits like this quite often and for long periods of time.|
Almost a year after JingleBelle joined the family, we decided that she needed a companion. If we would have asked her she would have denied this. JingleBelle has often showed us her displeasure in having cats in the house; seems she thinks pets belong outside and that they are rather annoying. We drove to the cattery of some friends of ours to pick out a Short Hair Exotic cat (basically a short haired Persian, same body type, same flat face, but with short thick fur). We had heard about one kitten that lost his tail during birth, and was quite interested to meet Stumpy. He is JingeBelle's nephew. Although he was quite catatonic when we saw him, and we were worried about his mental abilities (was he without oxygen while stuck in the birthcanal?), Son kept saying "but I love him," and so Stumpy came home with us.
Our friends kindly offered to give us a BOGO deal, and Daughter and Husband had already picked out a kitten before Son fell in love, so that is how Haven came to live with us as well.