Warning – cat based post ahead. If you’re not into cat owner stories, probably best to skip this one.
Remember I posted about how we were thinking of getting a second cat to keep Gingies company? Well, we did a week an a half ago. This is Bertie (like Bertie Bassett the licorice man. His original name was Blackjack but neither of us liked that and Dave got in there first with Bertie). He’s just over a year old, he’s previously lived with four other cats and he’s mental! It’s such a difference having a young cat in the house, he is so nosy, climbs and jumps onto anything and miaows lots!
We were trying to do the intro by the book with keeping them separate for a while, getting used to each other’s small first etc. but we screwed that up well and good. When we let Bertie out, he could obviously smell that another cat lived there and he was dying with excitement, running around at the speed of light and screaming his head off. And then he escaped and ran towards Ginger and that was them introduced to each other. There wasn’t much aggro at all, barely even any hissing. Bertie was obviously scared to start off with and spend most of the first couple of days hiding under/behind the bed/sofa/futon. He did come out to run around and shout and knock things over at night when Ginge was out though and I thought we were never going to sleep again.
After the first couple of days, things calmed down and they get on well now. Bertie is no longer scared, and keeps coming up to Ginger and touching noses (at one point they actually licked each others faces, anybody know what that means?) and then running off. Ginger has hardly altered his old routine and more or less ignores Bertie. I think he’s bamboozled by the amount of excess energy he has. Ginge is mainly into sleeping and sitting on people’s laps, so I guess if the aim was to get a friend for him that probably hasn’t worked. Though last night they both slept on our bed, so I’m hoping that Bertie will calm down a bit more and they might be friends at the end.