Today, our little rescue kitten is six months old. When we first met him, he was smaller than the palm of my hand. This morning, he ran around our apartment following me, jumped on counters, nuzzled, meowed, tried to eat my feet, and was all around huge and adorable.
Little Oliver Goldman is a huge part of our little family and we are so blessed to have him.
So what led us to adopt an 8 week old kitten right after we got married and bought our first place? I mean… look at that face!?
Before we ever got married Josh and I knew that we wanted a pet. Someday we’d love a dog but we knew that we would never want one while we a) work so much and b) live in a condo. So as we planned our wedding we also planned that someday we would adopt a cat to add to our little family.
Since we didn’t live together before getting married, we knew we would need to wait until after we were both Goldmans, but even before the wedding we had started to talk to friends and family about adopting a cat.
From the beginning we both wanted a kitten. We still wanted to do a rescue but we wanted to take a little guy into our home while he was still tiny. Neither of us had ever had a pet on our own as adults so this was an experience we were really excited for.
Oh it was exciting all right!
Guys, kittens be crazy. That’s all you need to know. They are so so so worth it. But also insane.
All right so we knew we wanted a kitten and so my family friend JudyAnn gave us a lot of advice (and actually her wedding present to us was a bunch of cat stuff – toys, scratchers, bowls – that Oliver still uses and loves) and Josh’s friend Vida invited us to her home to meet the current set of kittens she was fostering when we returned home from our honeymoon.
Yep, it started that soon. 🙂
When we got to Vida’s to meet the four kittens and their mom for the first time our hearts melted. Josh had an immediate connection with ‘the orange guy’ and I had planned on a girl kitten named Scarlett (O’Hara) since I was ten years old.
Vida and her husband were so incredibly gracious to let us visit multiple times, give us endless advice, and help us make an adoption decision. Ultimately, Oliver, our little orange guy became a Goldman and we never looked back.
At one brief time we thought about adopting two kittens. We know now that we never would have survived! HAHAHA. Except I’m not joking. At all.
We were so lucky to be able to adopt Oliver (who lived with Vida and her husband since he was two days old) from the Prince William Animal Shelter. Since Vida had been fostering the litter, he didn’t have to go back to the shelter but could come straight home with us.
He was so so tiny when we first had him home. I hope God blesses us when we have children some day because you would think this cat was a child. We acclimated him to his new space by transitioning him from a large bathroom, to that and a bedroom, and then adding the entire apartment.
Now the little guy who would tentatively look out the door runs our house and he lives in the lap of luxury.
The best part about Oliver is obviously not scooping his litter box or paying for vet bills when he hurt his paw, it is that his little soul is part of our family. He has such a distinct personality – I think he thinks he’s a dog because he follows us around and always wants to be touching a human – and is so full of love. He snuggles and rubs heads with us every morning and every night when we get home. He learns new things every day and has more curiosity and zest for life than I’ve ever seen.
He is a joy. He brings us joy every day.
Adopting a rescue cat was one of the best decisions we ever made. It is not one to be taken lightly – He’s a lot of work! – but the rewards are so worth it.
If you think you might want to adopt and live in the DC area, check out Vida’s instagram (#thecarrrollsfosterkittens) for lots of cute cat pictures. All these furry babies need homes. Kittens and adult cats (which in hindsight would have been easier to manage haha) are waiting for you!
P.S. His name? We chose Oliver because Josh and I met years ago while performing in Oliver! the musical. No wonder he constantly meows for more food. 😉