A Fool of Myself

There are two means of refuge from the misery of life – music and cats.

My and Chris’s decision to sell our home and return to Springfield — likely to a rental property — isn’t one we’ve taken lightly. Our attachment to our cats Ravi and Mowgli has made it difficult. But in my resolution to not be owned by my possessions, I’ve had to consider whether I am owning my pets or if I am letting them own me. And I have come to this conclusion, my pets are just that: pets. They bring me great joy, but at the end of the day, they are just another pair of possessions. I cannot allow them to dictate how I live my life. And as a girl who has always owned a cat and who has always been attached to all of her animals, this is not an easy pill to swallow.

But alas, we want to find new homes for the kitties. For starters, their world has been turned upside down since the arrival of Elijah; their feeding schedule is erratic, their naps are interrupted by the crying baby, and their litter box is sorely neglected. To make matters worse, their precious humans have very little time and patience to give them the love that they want. Practically speaking, our home has shrunk since the addition of Elijah, and all five of us are crammed into our 1200 square foot home. We will likely move into a smaller home, and we won’t have room for them or their accoutrements. Additionally, house pets make selling a home tricky. Our cats are messy, strewing litter up and down the hall, leaving fur on the furniture, and splashing water all over the kitchen.

So we need two families to adopt Ravi and Mowgli. They are the best cats in the world; both have big personalities, play like they are still kittens, and nap like old men. If you are interested in adding them to your family, please let me know!

In the mean time, we will begin acclimating them to the outdoors. They are indoor-only cats, and in the case that we don’t find homes for them, they will become outdoor only kitties. Mowgli, I think, will adjust fine; he has more street cred than Ravi. Ravi is in for a shock — the only home he has ever known is the four walls of our house.

This decision to find better homes for the kitties isn’t something we’ve taken lightly. They are part of our family, and it won’t be easy to let them go. But we know it is for the best!

There are two means of refuge from the misery of life – music and cats.” — Albert Schweitzer