Acquired: Rescue / shelter organization
Posted Nov 05, 2014
You know what they say – all it takes is one cat and then you're a cat person. This was definitely the case for me. My parents decided to adopt a small-ish cat from the local Humane Society in the early 2000s, and we named her Tessa. I practically grew up with Tessa, spending most of my high school years milling about the house with her and then coming home to visit her on college breaks.
The thing about cats is that they're all a little different. I know a couple of goofy cats, some gangly ones. Tessa is pretty refined. She likes to do her own thing – she doesn't like to be held and she never climbs on top of people. She's quite content to sit next to you on the couch, but petting her will require a 15-minute tongue bath after. Now that she's getting a little older, she doesn't play quite as much as she used to, but we frequently hear her running around the house in the middle of the night.
The one thing I will say is that we should have gotten a second cat at or around the same time we got Tessa. She's very territorial and has become increasingly so with age. We've never had any issues with her spraying or marking anything, but she turns into a giant hissing fuzz ball whenever the neighbor cats wander through the yard.