Acquired: Bred cat myself
Posted Jun 20, 2014
When my brother and I were younger, my brother found a barn cat and my mom decided we could domesticate it and raise. We named her Cali and a few years later, on the last day of my fourth grade year, Cali had Daisy, Dobby, and Dolly. We live in a small rural town, and unfortunately Dobby and Dolly did not make it to adulthood for unknown reasons. Daisy, however, is still going strong today.
Daisy was the first born, and the strongest of her litter. And until a few years ago she was always independent. I never felt a strong connection with Daisy because she was a standoffish cat, who didn't seem to enjoy human interaction.
When Daisy was three we introduced her to the newest member of our family, a Maine Coon kitten named Molly. Molly was my baby. She and I would have conversations and she was always waiting for me when I came home from school, ready to play. Daisy never cared for Molly. She would hiss at her, or whack her on the nose; and eventually they just ignored each other. When Molly was four, terrible circumstances arose and we had to put her down. Surprisingly, her passing seemed to affect Daisy, as well.
Daisy began to come out of her shell in a way we never expected. It started with her becoming more affectionate and laying on our laps. My mom would rub her belly if she was standing on our counter, tapping the counter top at the same time. Eventually, Daisy started to lay down on the counter and let us rub her belly. Now, she lays in the middle of the floor and I can go over and lay behind her and rub her belly to both our heart's content. Recently, she's begun talking to us. She likes to greet us when we arrive home and sometimes I can have a conversation with her, which is something I never thought I'd be able to do.
Although Daisy and I did not have a strong relationship in the beginning, we've both gone through changes in the past ten years. She and I have formed a close bond that is growing stronger every day.