Mine is Oliver. He was fostered as a 2 week old kitten by my brother-in-law. After his divorce Oliver came to live with us, he’s been with us for almost two years now. I have had other pets but I’ve never felt this close to another creature.
He loves to be near me and comes running when I call for him. Every night when I get ready to go upstairs to bed, he waits at the stairs for me, then runs up as fast as he can, then turns around to make sure I’m still following. He runs down the hall to jump up on my bed and wait in my spot, then kneads and snuggles and purrs and it just fills my heart with such joy. He’s afraid of most people, but he loves me unconditionally.
I joke that we’re both have an anxious attachment style because we were taken from our mothers too early, but I really do think that we understand each other and the need to feel safe.
Maybe this is dramatic but I truly don’t know how I could live without him.
I love Lamp 🥹
I’m imagining him throwing himself against the cage door begging for pets and knowing that you were the ones who would give them.