Introducing Mr. Gatsby

IMG_1740gWe have been dying to introduce our new baby to you guys!

We have a new addition to our family… an 8 month old fur baby kitten. His name is Gatsby. Mr Gatsby. He used to be called ‘Shadow’. We quickly changed that. Like Natasha said, if we’re the ones that are gonna be taking care of this cat for like the next 20 years or so, then we’re gonna call him what we want. Bam!

I agreed. Does he really know his name at 8 months anyway? I mean really? Does he? He’ll learn his new name soon enough cause that’s all we’ve been calling him. ‘Hey Gatsby! Mr Gats! Gatsber! Gatsby The Catsby!’ Treats work wonders. He comes every single time. He’s brilliant I tell ya.

We’ve had him since the beginning of February so we’ve all been doing the ‘bonding’ thing. You know, getting to know one another, and learning his weird ‘cat like’ behaviors. Very peculiar animals aren’t they? We have never had a cat before. Ever. Don’t think I’ve even held a cat in my life.
We lost our beloved 14 year old yorkie-poo dog, Zeusie, a year ago and we were devastated.  We knew we weren’t ready to bring home another dog.

So we talked about possibly adopting a cat… someday. Go figure. A cat. We’re totally ‘dog’ people ya know what I mean? We did a lot of talking about it yet never really making any affirmative actions to follow through. Lots of internet searching, talkin’, debating and some more searching. Repeat.

Then, this cat appears in our lives. Needs a home. Next thing you know I am driving home with this cat sitting in his carrier staring at me. We’ve adopted him.
Natasha and I were pretty freaked out when we brought him in the door for the first time. We opened his carrier door and the 3 of us stood there just looking at each other. Him frightened of us and us of him.

It’s been a adjustment for myself, Nicholas (my son) and Natasha. And for little Gatsby too no doubt. It’s been almost 3 months since the cat King has moved in with us and I have to admit, we’re all kinda loving it. We’ve totally fallen in love with this guy for real.

Cats are a strange breed for sure but we’re starting to understand his temperament and personality more and more as the days go by. It doesn’t freak us out as much anymore when he suddenly sprints across the room, jumps from table to table, flies across the window sills etc. I have long since removed the rolls upon rolls of tin foil I had taped to all of my kitchen counters and table. And the baking sheets on the kitchen sink. All the training your cat tips I read online on how to keep your cat off the counters and tables. Uhhh. It doesn’t work folks. Here’s a tip… save your tin foil for cooking.
Mr. Gatsby is like not one bit scared of the tin foil or pans. All that did was inconvenience the 3 of us humans. Now we just lift him down whenever we do see him on the counter tops. Oddly enough he has seemed to learn where he is allowed to sit/perch in order to watch us when we are in the kitchen. Like I said, I think we’re raising a genius cat. Just sayin’.


Mr. Gatsby is full of personality. Big time. He makes us laugh, out loud, constantly. He actually plays Hide n Seek with Natasha. I’m not kidding. When he insists on play time, specifically, Hide n Seek, he will literally hide somewhere and do this most annoying whining which translates to ‘Come find meeee!’  When you find him he literally squeals like a little piggy, does a spin and runs past you encouraging you to chase him. Then if you hide, he goes into cat-like crawl mode and slinks slowly around the corners until he finds you. When he does, we yell Boo! and he can’t stand it. He jumps around like a crazy cat. It’s like the greatest thing since cat nip to him I’m sure.


Cat in a bag.                                                                         Cat in a box

This guy loves when we get parcels. Now we leave random boxes and brown package paper scattered around the living room. It’s like a little cat amusement park in our house. We continually recycle the old worn out boxes for brand new freshly delivered ones. He can’t get enough. My house has become a cat play ground… anything for The Great Gatsby. We have become wrapped around his adorable little paws. Awwww. 

We never knew just how much fun a cat can be. Seriously. We’re shocked and more than happy we made that choice to bring him into our home and family.

We are lovin’ our new family member and totally encourage anyone considering cat/dog adoption to do so. There are so many animals out there in shelters just waiting to find a forever loving home. As much love that you can bring into the animal’s life, they give it back to you ten fold. They love you unconditionally. Sooo awesome. Added bonus, pets reduce your stress/blood pressure.

You guys have any cat tips you can share with us? Like what about bringing our cat outdoors? On a leash? We have read and talked to so many people about keeping a cat indoors, which we totally get. We want him to be safe, but we also feel guilty when we see him gazing out the windows like he’s in prison. The thought of him NEVER being allowed outside to smell fresh air and grass, well, kinda makes me sad. Any tips from other cat lovers would be sooooo welcome!!

Check out the website for British Columbia SPCA,they have so much information. Even if you can’t adopt a fur baby there are so many other ways to help. Donations, volunteering, sponsoring are just a few of the ways you can lend a hand. Even the littlest things are much appreciated.

Check out the local SPCA where you live! And remember to get your pets spayed/neutered.

Laura & Natasha xo