Scratcher of heads, rubber of bellies
Since it’s Halloween how can I not post pictures of a cat named Boo? This was about six weeks after we adopted him in 2013, playing in my office atop the cat tree. The slow introduction paid off, the terrified kitten transformed when he knew he was safe, knew he was loved, knew he was home.
📷: Canon M | Canon 18-55mm
Date: August 18, 2013
In 2013 we adopted Boo, described as “a shy sweetie who’s feeling overwhelmed at the shelter and very much hopes to be part of a warm, loving home once again … the transition to the unfamiliarity of shelter life has been emotionally rough … he will require a period of transition in his new home if he is to blossom into his former self”. He shook in fear when we met him and I knew I’d need a quiet and unobtrusive camera to avoid further stressing the little fellow. I picked up the Canon M as they were having a fire sale, practically giving away the camera with their delightful pancake lens.
I read Canon recently discontinued the M mount, the M was my last Canon but I will always have a soft spot for it. As for Boo, his introduction was our longest at about a month as we slowly integrated him into the family and we worked on building up his confidence and getting Emma to accept him. I have lots of photographs along the way thanks to the little M. He’s been curled up tight beside me all day, as he often is, I’m so thankful we were able to give the terrified fellow a happy home.
📷: Canon M | Canon 22mm
Date: July 8, 2013
I’ve been editing some old pictures to bring old blog posts back online and was surprised to find this picture of a young Samwise snuggling up on my legs, adopted a month prior, never made it online. He turns 13 this month, with Ellie gone all the pets he grew up with have died. He loved being the youngest so I feel for the tender-hearted little fellow. He’s not wanted Trixie to snuggle up with him lately but that may be more a displeasure with the summer heat, we’ll see in a bit when the worst of the heat breaks for the year.
Sam as a newly adopted kitten in 2008, after he and Emma were released from isolation and given free roam of the house.
From 2007, new arrivals Sam and Emma play in the guest bedroom while in isolation from Scout. I spent most of their introductory period with Scout since we were so tightly bonded but I’d relieve my wife at times and keep the youngsters company.
As you can probably guess by her pinned back ears, Emma was not happy about the arrival of young Boo in July of 2013. As she stormed off he arched his back and his tail got awfully thick as the little fellow made himself look as big as possible. He instinctively understood that he was going to have to make nice with the queen and did his best to get on her good side.
Boo appears alarmed but it was just a moment of goofiness before he fell asleep with his head on my chest, taken in 2013 a few days after we adopted him.
One of my earliest pictures of Boo after we adopted him in 2013.
My first picture of Boo, taken July 6, 2013, the day after we adopted him. He was terrified and had been struggling at the shelter so I didn’t want to scare him any further, waiting until his second day when a quieter camera arrived to take his first picture. He’s sitting in the cardboard cat carrier we brought him home in, his very first Boo Box.
Boo in 2013 on the day we gave him his first free reign of the house. He’d flop over in the kitchen when he got a little overwhelmed, close to the basement where he could retreat to a more comfortable place. He rose to half-alert with his eyes fully focused on Emma, our oldest cat who was not happy about his arrival. At this stage we only gave him limited time in the full house as he still needed to work on his confidence.
Boolie 