Back to one cat

Our cat Omi did not like our new kitten Harlee. It was getting so bad that we were afraid of severe injury of this precious little kitty. Although Omi bounded with Wookie for 8 years, apparently that was a one-cat relationship. After six weeks of keeping them separated with no softening, we made the sad and difficult decision to return Harlee to the shelter. I knew she would be adopted quickly whereas we couldn't give us our Omi. This potholder is a tribute to my Harlee.

So I have lost two kitties in less than two months. Wookie passed away and we had to give Harlee back. I have shed so many tears over kitties in this time. The good news is that Harlee was adopted within one hour of becoming available at the shelter, and she is safely at her new home. 

The other good news is that our sweet and affectionate Omi has returned. We were always surprised that Omi reacted so viciously to a kitten. We got another cat because we thought she missed Wookie. I think she did miss Wookie, but she didn't want to replace her. So Omi is now an only cat. She is very, very clingy now too. We love our Omi, but I miss my Harlee too. It is so easy to fall in love in only six weeks.

Wookie and Omi

Omi now alone

Meet Harlequin, our new kitten!

It is time to meet Harlequin. She is a sweet, affectionate, loving, playful 6-month old kitten. We got her earlier this week. I have a story about my tortoiseshell Wookie and how she led to my new Tabby. I told the story of loving and losing Wookie on the August 27 post on this blog so you can see how special she was.

I like to believe that cats have supernatural abilities and Wookie seemed to have more than most kitties. A couple of weeks after she passed in my arms, she came to me in a dream. Her message was that it was time to move on and get another kitty. Our other kitty Omi was grieving and not eating much. And she told me the name of the new kitty was to be Harlequin. Where that name came from is a mystery. I hadn’t recently read it or heard it anyway, nor do I read romance novels (only mysteries; someone has to die in the first 30 pages or I don't want to read it). I told my husband Ken, and he said, “Good! Let’s go find her."

So meet Harlequin. When we saw her at the shelter, she reacted to us immediately as if she knew we were coming. We were not intending to get a kitten, but she grabbed Ken's arm as we walked by and then leaned into my hand as I patted her. I know she was sent by Wookie. So now, Wookie's work here is done but she will always be with me and never be forgotten.

Oh, and I was informed by Harlequin that she wants her nickname to be Harla, not Harley or Quinn. I guess the supernatural abilities will continue with Harla.

Now for some really weird signs that Harla was meant to come to our house. Back on June 23, I posted a small wall hanging of a tabby face that I knitted. At that time, Wookie wasn't sick and there was no hint that we would have a tabby in our house a couple of month later. Even the markings on the head are similar! Now you know why I believe cats are supernatural?

Here are some more pictures of our Harlequin aka Harla.