Meet Boots And Monty

MONTY
Domestic Shorthair - male - three years old (approx.). He is looking for a quiet home with his brother Boots. He is more out going than Boots (except when there's food involved and he suddenly turns into a hungry tiger).



BOOTS
Domestic Shorthair - male - three years old (approx.). He is looking for a home with his brother. They would prefer an adult only home because they are a little shy until they get to know you.

These are the boys. We bring them home on Saturday morning and I'm almost bursting with excitement! After dropping Kim off at the railway station this morning (he's off to London), I headed the West Hatch RSPCA and spent an hour in the familiarisation hut with Boots and Monty (who is currently known as Smokey, but I'm not keen on that name for him). I spent a whole hour stroking and fussing the boys and had the most wonderful time- I'm still grinning like an idiot and I have been home an hour and a half.

We have been approved by the RSPCA Home Inspector, the cat activity centre I ordered over the weekend has just arrived and all I have to do is assemble it and think of somewhere to put it and then wait. That will be the hard part. Still, it will give us a chance to slowly open the house out to the cats, let them explore one room at a time and learn to feel safe and they will hopefully get used to hearing the two of us burbling away and learn to feel at home.

While I was in the familiarisation room with B & M I found the cat toy that you fill up with cat biscuits - the one the cats are supposed to push around to dispense treats - only Boots was trying to stick his tongue all the way through to the bottom to get at the treats and Monty was far too impatient. I shook out a couple of cat treats and Boots sat at my feet, waiting politely to be given a cat biscuit; Monty climbed up my leg, claws fully extended and in a huge hurry to get at the treat - this is not a cat who understands the concept of delayed gratification!

These poor cats have been that the centre since the Spring and I just can't imagine why they didn't get snapped up sooner - they are just beautiful, funny and affectionate. I know homing pairs of cats is harder, but goodness, that's a long time for any animal to be in a cage. Don't get me wrong, the cages the RSPCA provide are super, clean, safe and designed to give the cats space to play, but it's still a cage. The staff, without exception, were just delightful and seems genuinely thrilled that the boys were coming home with us.

I suspect these two feline athletes are going to give Kim and I a bit of a shake up, with all the things I have seen them get up to in the space of an hour. They climb, they're curious and they are full of beans - and that will be a bit of a change from a very sleepy, half blind old cat who didn't move much. Once our furry friends are home, I shall take some good pictures (the ones above are from the re-homing page) and tell you all about the kitty home-coming.