Puma

This is gonna be a hard blog for me.

So his name is Max, but he picked up the nickname of Puma from little Tyler, I fell in love with him right away. He was my brother and sister-in-laws cat and they had to get rid of him so we thought we would take him and give him a good home, all though I am glad we did, I also wish we didn't because of how attached I got to him.  Not only did I love him, but Chad did too and that was amazing to me because he had a hatred for cats before Puma, This cat was the best cat ever, he snuggled, he greeted you at the door, he let Tyler rough house with him, and he put up with Lucy always trying to hump him. (weird I know because Max was a boy and Lucy is a girl)

Anyways, we made the decision that we needed to find a new home for him because Chad had some allergies around him (really only when I let him sleep in our bed) and he jumped in the baby crib and laid in all the baby stuff, If he did not shed it would of been not as big of a deal, but he was getting hair all over the car seat and crib and a little bouncer chair, we also have some onesies in this little roll out drawer under the crib that was his favorite spot to lay. There were many reasons but those were just a few, so we found him a home. Now I will say, and I am not trying to bash my husband, but he was more ready to part with him than I was, a couple days before we had to say goodbye I started to get really depressed about it an cried to Chad that I did not want to go thru with it.  My husband saw how upset I was and told me he would support me if we kept him, but I didn't want my emotions to hinder what was best for the family.  I told him I wanted NO part in the "hand off'" and I gave Chad a list of things to tell the new owner when they came to get him. They came and got him 1 week ago today and it has been one of the hardest weeks of my life. My emotions have been sad, mad, regretful, and hopeless.  I keep wishing that they would just bring him back. I have not had one day where I did not cry just thinking about the cat.  I felt like we didn't give him a long enough chance and we gave up to soon. I told my friend that this has been harder on me then I think if he would of passed away, because of the regret I feel. 

Chad told me that the little girl (she is 5) who came with her Dad to pick up the Puma was soooo happy when she first saw Max that he had no doubt in his mind that he would be loved and cared for properly, but that just was not enough for me to hear, I have had everyone tell me how we did the right thing for the family and in time I will feel better about it. Well today I think I finally am starting to feel a little better about it. Chad called the guy to see how he was doing and the new owner said Max fits right in, and gets soooo much love and attention. He already has his favorite spots in their house to lay and cat nap and he said that if we ever wanted to go there and visit the cat that we are more than welcome to...with this offer, it did make me feel better even tho I really just wanted them to say to come get him. But now I know that he is in a good spot, they love him so much, and if I ever miss him he is just a phone call away. All though I don't think I will visit him because I think it would just be to hard for me to leave him again.  Thankfully Tyler has not asked about him very often and I think Lucy is starting to feel normal again with the parting of the cat.

I don't think that I will ever have another cat (meaning down the line when Aubrey and Tyler are older) I just don't think I will find a cat that is as good as Max. He really was the greatest Cat I have ever met!