While we were in Africa we split Dante and Hobbes up. My Auntie Kay who has always watched Hobbes for us in the past now has two kittens of her own. We felt it would not only be a lot for her (think of it, that’s 16 legs underfoot!) but also we thought that it would be too much for Dante if all four cats were together. We’d done a couple trial visits at her place, including Christmas, and Dante cowered under a bed for most of the visits. So instead we sent Hobbes along, hoping that he’d be in heaven having two kittens around, ready for playing 24/7. Hobbes and one of Karen’s kittens, Kaz, got along like two peas in a pod. She sent us this photo of the two on our first week away:
Dante stayed at home and we got my brother to house-sit and cat-sit. They got along like two peas in a pod too. And Dante really came out of his shell not having to worry about Hobbes. We saw this ourselves after dropping Hobbes off with Karen. Dante immediately showed more energy and pizazz – playing with less reservation and prancing around the house like he owned the place. I think in Dante’s ideal world, he’d live in a home with no other pets where he could chill and hang out with his humans.
Since we picked up Hobbes at Karen’s, he is like a changed cat! I’ve never seen him so cuddly. He cuddles and purrs several times a day and often rubs up against us for no reason. His behaviour towards Dante hasn’t changed, but we’ll take what we can get! At least we know now that he *can* get along with other cats.
All this talk and photos of kittens and cuddling – I must go find a kitty to snuggle!