We were feeling like we needed to add a family member to our brood and started looking for another kitty in the winter of 2006. We looked at various adoption centers and honestly, I was ready to take any of them home, but Jeff made me hold off. We were in Elyria one weekend at a pet store that had an adoption center and we saw this little black kitty in a cage by himself with his front legs straight out in front of him. There were dogs barking and running around and he didn't seem phased at all. When we went over to him, he reached out and touched me with his paw. That just about did it. I held him, Jeff said, "Do you want to get him?". Of course, I said yes. And that was how we got Cole. The adoption agency had called him Takoda, but we decided on Cole because he is black as coal. He's such a sweety, likes to make little noises all the time and LOVES to play. He has really become more of Jeff's cat. He always sleeps on his side of the bed and pushes on his arm really hard right before he lays down next to him. It's really cute. We really feel lucky to have found such a nice kitty. He does fairly well with visitors, depending on who they are. Cole likes to growl at my Dad, but will rub up against others. I'm not sure if there is any rhyme or reason to who he likes and who he doesn't.
We love our little boys. They are really part of the family.
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You are too funny. I remember when you got Cole. I'm going to put your name on my blogroll.
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