Grandville, our big orange tom cat, came into our lives as a mature rescue kitty from the pound in July of 1991. In no time, he firmly secured a huge place in my heart, more so than any pet I had had before. Here he is soaking up the sun with his old pal Copper. This cat and dog threw all the rules about feline-canine rivalry out the window and were fast friends. When Grandville died in February, the life went out of Copper and a few months later, he also passed away. Leaving one remaining younger cat, Tabby. It was a sad time for this family.
But soon enough Binzen arrived and filled the house with puppy enthusiasm and antics. Now Binzen is two and looking very much like old Copper at times. But replacing Grandville was more difficult. It's taken this long for me to move forward on the cat front. The recent adoption of these two kittens was for my daughter (Who took both these photos). The gray male, shows some traits similar to Grandville and I hope he might become my little fur person. I'm ready for it. Binzen has really taken to them and looks after them. Tabby Is still in the adjustment phase. It must be hard for her to have these two invaders taking over the house. Its been two weeks and she still hisses at them. I hope she will see Binzens acceptance and soon follow his lead.
And Walker...It will get better.