Boots my rescue kitty rescued me

Rescue Kitty gets a new home

I adopted Boots a 2-year-old grey tabby in March of 2021 a few weeks after my husband of 40 years and companion of 45 years passed away. Boots was a rescue kitty from a local shelter and at first I resented him. He was a reminder that my companion was now a cat and not my spouse but I always expressed love and care to my new pet.

Boots took to me right away and slept on top of me during the 2 months I slept downstairs on the couch. I could not bring myself to sleep alone in my bed and Boots would purr and hover over me as if trying to protect me. My granddaughter said Boots could feel I was sad and was trying to comfort me and I believe this to be true.

Boots has interesting habits

Boots is very perceptive because as I am approaching the house in my car I can see he is already in the window as if he knew I was coming. He meows at the door as I am putting in the keys and runs behind me as I enter and walk through various rooms. My cat has one peculiar habit that I am not fond of but have come to accept. Whenever I am seated on the toilet Boots comes in and puts his front paws on my knees and begins to purr loudly.

When I am writing he sleeps in the chair that is seated in front of me where I rest my legs or will lay on the arm of the big comfortable chair I often sit in while I am seated there. If I fall asleep downstairs on the couch he sleeps at my feet and each morning walks across my chest and gets in my face. He also runs to me if I am praying and will sit very close as if he understands.

My shadow cat

The lyrics from the song Me and my shadow come to mind and were very true for me and Boots for close to a year.

" Shades of night are falling and I'm lonely

Standing on the corner feeling blue

Sweethearts out for fun, pass me one by one

Guess I'll wind up like I always do, with only

Me and my shadow

Strolling down the avenue

Me and my shadow

Not a soul to tell our troubles to

And when it's twelve o'clock, we climb the stair

We never knock, cause nobody's there

Just me and my shadow

All alone and feeling blue"

When I go upstairs at night Boots gets in the bed with me or lays in a nearby chair where I have placed a blanket. He is like my shadow and I find that rubbing him does give me comfort. For the first year after my husband died, I cried daily and just wanted to be with him. No, I was not suicidal just feeling the loss and realizing that we should still be together. Boots seemed to know when I was at my lowest and would just come and stand in front of me.

My favorite memory of Boots is all of what I have written combined and so much more. This shows that my kitty is a constant companion who loves me and I love him. He is always there for me and very loyal. I could not ask for a more loving pet than Boots. We have our routine and it works for us. I feel great comfort just looking up from the computer to see him at my feet in the chair or bymy side on the arm of the chair I am seated in.