My husband was sensing that I needed a little bit of sweetness. He knows I am adjusting to life in Utah slowly, so he suggested perhaps a furry companion would help me feel more settled. Furry companion = super cute kitten!
On June 11 we ventured over to the Best Friends Animal Society in Sugarhouse. There were several adorable kittens just waiting to find a home. The miniature cats were running around in a visiting room. It was so much fun watching them play with each other and interact with humans. After some time my husband glanced my way with this look on his face that said, “This is the one.” A little ball of black and white fur with the cutest eyes you’ve ever seen. Her name was Ozzy. Not sure why they would ever name a girl kitty Ozzy, but okay.
I asked if we could spend some time with Ozzy in a private room. With just the three of us, it was becoming clear that this little fuzz ball was supposed to become a Sharrar. She wasn’t afraid, full of curiosity, didn’t make much, if any, noise – she was perfect. But calling her Ozzy just wasn’t going to cut it. Ken came up with a perfect name: Sweetness. She just oozed sweetness.
There is something magical about having a pet around, and especially a kitten. All of sudden you quit thinking about yourself and become consumed with your new baby. We have had Sweetness for four weeks and so far we have either been to the vet or PetCo each week to take care of her. First she had an upper respiratory infection that required syringe medication three times a day for 10 days. That was fun. Then she needed her second round of vaccinations. Oh, she cut her paw and had to have it bandaged up for 48 hours. It was funny to watch her, though she never laughed. She was sneezing a lot so they put her on a paste, which gave her the runs. We have talked about poop more in the last two weeks then I probably have my whole life! And just yesterday we had her nails clipped and soft claws put on so she would stop scratching us and the furniture. I love it because it is like acrylics for cats! Next round of soft claws I am skipping the clear and going for the pink glitter. Now all she needs is a pink bow. No, I would never put a pink bow on her.
I had no idea that when we walked into Best Friends that my little bit of sweetness would actually be Sweetness. She is exactly what I needed at the exact right time, and I give all the credit to God. And to Ken for listening to God. Our Heavenly Father knows us better than we could ever know ourselves, and He knows what we need before we can ever think it. We often think we know what we need, but often times we are wrong and His plan is much better. Sweetness was the perfect motivation at the top of the ladder to help me climb out of my pit of despair. She makes me laugh, causes me to worry, occasionally cry, want to scream, but most of all love. She fills my heart with so much love that I don’t have time to really sit in my messy thoughts! Thank you Lord!
Bless my Ken. He really knows very little about cats. He is a bona fide dog person, but he has fallen fast for Sweetness… and hard. She truly is the sweetest cat I have ever come in contact with and I have met a lot of cats. She can be cuddling with me on the couch and the moment he enters the room, bye bye mom! She loves her daddy. We are truly blessed by this bit of Sweetness.