I'm late to the party - but what would the party be without my two cats, Mysti and Sochi. They both adopted us, and it has been a happy union ever since. Mysti first showed up at our back door in Sept. 2009. He was well groomed, never wanted food, never went into the house, just casually hung out in our back yard with us, mostly he came by every other day or so. 3 months later, my husband and I went on a 10 day trip, came back early December. And who was waiting for us in front of the door? Mysti! He definitely looked dismayed, like, "where have you been" ? And there was no doubt in our minds that he was moving in, right then and there - and he did!
We named him Mysti, short for Mystery, because we couldn't figure out how and why a gentle, well taken care of cat like him ( he was also neutered) just showed up at our house, wanted to move in, when no cat was missing in the neighbourhood.
Fast forward to Febr. 2014 : At my biz in downtown Taos, there was this little kitty roaming around the block, mal nourished and just pityful, and oh so bitter cold! She would even try to come into my biz, and at times I let her. I debated within myself just taking her and bringing her home, but there was this woman living behind my biz who had claimed her and let it be known that it was HER cat. Not wanting a confrontation, I just let it go....
So then, one evening I end up downtown, meeting a friend for drinks , of which a had a few too many in the course of the evening... I had parked my car close to the biz. Upon opening my car door in the pitch dark alley to drive home after the merry get together, there is this whooosh, and something jumps into my car! Not sure I got that right, I'm researching the situation - and finally I see little pityful kitty crouched down on the back seat in my car. I realize that this is meant to be, she decided that anything was better than staying with that woman who so neglected her, it was pitch dark, nobody saw me and obviously kitty had decided that it was time to come home with me - so off we went home together - and that was that!
Named her Sochi because this happened on the opening day of the winter Olympics in Sochi.
It didn't take her long to feel at home with us, Mysti our sage wise older cat graciously accepted her. The woman downtown next to my biz started inquiring about "her" cat - I just stayed mum, never felt guilty about taking Sochi home that night, chances are she would probably not have survived that long hard winter in Taos, so it was a good thing.
After all these years now, there are distinct differences between Mysti and Sochi. Mysti is a lover cat, purrs and purrs, intutively comes up and jumps on you and gets as close to your face as he can, then starts licking.... takes over half of my space in bed, but how van one ever be mad at him for that??
Sochi is rather skittish, though well adjusted. She is definitely not a lap cat, but she has her moments where obviously she appreciates affection: she rubs up against your leg, loves to be taken up and carried around a bit - but when it's time to go, it's time to go....She roams around, hunts mice, lizzards, and whatever else she can get. She can be gone for a long time, but she always comes home when we call her from the back door and rattle some food. Once inside the house, she is definitely submissive to big guy Mysti and they tussle playfully at times.
When all is well, they both peacefully hang out together, surveying the property and taking care of defending it!