Home for Christmas!

When I blogged about cat dreams last week, I had no idea my own dream was so close to coming true: I got a forever home!

I'd had my eye on the Cat's Cradle treasurer for sometime, but Peggy was already an eight-cat woman. Getting into her home required some tactical maneuvering. I mean, you have to be super-adorable to become the ninth cat. The first point in my favor was that she had a weakness for longhairs, so I always kept my fur fluffy and soft. But the deciding moment was during the last board meeting when I made my intentions blatantly clear by curling up on her lap for an hour. I guess this proves that the wiggle-worm-of-love approach is irresistible.

One advantage of moving into an eight-cat household is that the human is already so well trained. They have the right food, the right beds, the right toys, and a smattering of cat language skills. You can't expect them to understand all the complexities of the meow dialect, but it's important to have some interactions on a higher cognitive level. It's going to take some time to break in the other cats, but I know they'll be compelled to appreciate my charms eventually.

I got to meet Peggy's family the other night at a Christmas celebration. I was nervous about being around so many new people, but it turns out she comes from a long line of folks who know how to appreciate cats. Good breeding always shows.

The other good news is that my best bud Benny is back at the Adoption Center, much improved after being pampered back to health by Ashton. Now that my own dream has come true, I'm going to put my feline dream skills to work to find Benny a forever home, too.

But before I return to work in what might appear to be a luxurious holiday slumber, Merry Christmas to all – and to all a good cat!