So we took the plunge and got a cat!!!! After moving into our house nearly 2 years ago Avery has been asking for a cat. She loves cats. My older sister has two cats. When she came down with the cats Avery would chase them everywhere. She learned how to say the cats names before she learned any of the families names. Even last time when Amanda came down and did not have the cats Avery was looking under the beds for them (that is where they like to hide). Avery still talks about Aunt Meana's cats and when we skype she wants to see them. So after 2 years of talking and asking for a cat we decided to let her get one. We discussed it with her and explained that this would be HER cat and that she would need to feed it, water it, play with it, take care of it, make sure it was safe, etc. Obviously she is only 3 so she cannot do everything (like changing the litter box), but she can definelty help and be incharge of overseeing the cat. We have a dog and so we have seen with her that Avery really does do well taking care of her and feeding her.
So yesterday we went and got ourselves a kitty. He is 7 weeks old and his name is Figaro. He is a very sweet kitten. He was very scared at first. Avery immediatly wanted to play and didn't understand why Figaro was running behind the washer and dryer. After a while though he got used to us. He began meowing for us and rubbing on our legs and purring. He seems to be a people cat. He likes to be with us and be pet. We introduced him to Chloe (the dog). We put Figaro on the patio table. Chloe could not reach him but would place her front legs on the side of the table and put her chin on the table and stretch as far as she could to see him. Chloe is a very sweet and loving dog. She thinks he is her new playmate. I am not worried about Chloe being mean to him, just over active. So yesterday was a day getting Figaro and us used to each other. He spent the night in a kennel with his litter box, towel, food and water outside in the garage. He meowed a lot. It was funny when I put the 2 girls to bed Avery was crying and the cat was crying. I joked with Chris and said "The only one not crying is Peyton and She's the BABY."
Today we played with him and Avery got more used to carrying him. She took him in her room and tried to make him sleep in one of her toy baby doll bathtubs. She would lay him in it and put a blanket on him. He would jump out and she would go back and get him and the process would repeat. He obviously did not care for it, but not once did he hiss or try to scratch her. I warned her though. She enjoyed playing with Figaro. Whether Figaro enjoyed playing with her or not is a different story. We went for a walk this evening and put Figaro in his kennel in the garage. He was not happy and he was definetly not happy when we walked away from him. He was so loud. Litteraly we were 4 houses down and could still hear him meowing/barking. It wasn't really a meow it was more like a bark type thing. He clawed to try to get out. I felt bad for him and of course Avery wanted him to come with us. When we got back we played with him some more. So far we are enjoying it and Avery is doing very well. Peyton just loves to watch him. We will see though.
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