This is our Riley Cat. He’s actually my son Cody’s cat that he got for his birthday four years ago, but he’s pretty much like my baby. I used to call him my practice baby before Judah came, as I carried him around and spoiled him as one would an infant.
We purchased him from Petsmart before they took all the Orange cats away for Halloween. It’s dangerous to sell Orange and Black cats during this time of year, so him and his brother Samson (a black cat that was pre-purchased) were about to be taken back to the shelter, safely away from Halloween, when my husband and I found him and took him home.
Riley has been spoiled to death for years and sometimes actually thinks he is a baby and needs me to show him where his food is even if it’s exactly where it’s been for years. He likes me to carry him around and look at things on the walls too, he’s pretty ridiculous sometimes.
Cody and I have been pretty sad lately. We found out Judah has really bad cat allergies that used to just form as rashes but had advanced. He’s having a hard time breathing at night regardless of the medications, so we’ve been having to find Riley a new home. It’s been the hardest on Cody as Riley is his best friend.
No one has been able to take him yet, I’m waiting to see if the no-kill shelter in town can take him. It is almost like a retirement community for cats! But it’s pretty expensive to get in because they’d have to take care of him for the rest of his life. The good thing is is that if Riley could find a home there we could volunteer and Cody would still be able to see him, so that’s where I am now; trying to get the money for Riley to go spend his days playing on trees and pillows with all the other cats this shelter has so graciously accepted homes for.
I’m not sure what it’s going to be like not having my fur-kid. I’d already lost another when I moved here, but thankfully he’s with a good friend and his best cat-buddies. I hope I can find a good place for Riley, I hope Cody will be okay too, this lesson in life (wherein he must learn sacrifice) is not an easy one. It’s been one of the hardest tests I’ve been given as a Mother when in balance is my youngest sons health and my oldest sons emotional stability. Sometimes we can only do the best we can.