Henry and his kittens...

Since the day Henry came home, he's been pretty interested (obsessed) with the cats. Meet Marley and Tallulah:

Marley is a seven year old domestic longhair cat who was adopted from the Michigan Humane Society in August 2006--- she spent her first couple of years, traveling. First, we spend time in Rochester Hills, then East Lansing, then Quebec and back to Rochester. She's a talker. She loves to yell and will do damned near anything to find out what is in the can you just opened.

Tallulah is going to be 5 years old on October 3--- she and Henry share a birthday! She was my first foster failure from Michigan Humane Society. She came home with me at only four weeks of age! (It's a rather good story: a lady came into MHS with a duct taped cardboard box and welding gloves describing the vicious feral cat she caught... with her welding gloves... worried about the neighborhood children. Out pops lil' Lou... She had my heart.) Lou tries to talk, but has a broken meow-er. She's close to obsessed with Chris and sleeps between our feet every night. Lou loves dogs; Kira is her best friend.

When Henry came home, it took  him all of 42 seconds to realize that there were cats in the house--- he had sisters! Best. Day. Ever.

Tallulah was curious. Marley was... nowhere to be found. Tallulah's curiosity continued for awhile, until Henry decided that they were going to snuggle and darn near broke her spine. She decided to watch from afar while Marley was... still nowhere to be found.

Eventually, Marley came out to say eff you hello and the result was a sad puppy with a scratched nose.

But Henry didn't give up and eventually peaceful coexistence reigned. I mean, it was inevitable; Henry preferred cat toys, he loved hanging out with the cats, and he basically wanted to be a cat. #identitycrisis

Henry and Marley, watching TV with Ma

Henry prefers cat toys; occasionally he walks up to me and 2-3 fall out of his jowls.

Marley, Henry and Kira.

Nothing was more exciting for Henry than when Mom and Chris brought home foster kittens. Seven kittens, different ages, all interested in puppies joined our little family, and albeit (mostly) temporary, Henry was elated!

At this point, I think it's important that I remind you that Henry doesn't realize quite how big he is. For fear of him crushing kittens, every interaction had to be slow and controlled. Henry was told to lay down and stay, and forced to let the kittens crawl on him. Eventually, he became very comfortable with little kitten feet and little kitten kisses. He even picked out his favorite kitten and made sure that the munchkin knew just how loved and protected he was!

Adorable snuggles.

Watch them love each other in action!

 He loved the boogers so much that we ended up letting him keep one! Bruce was the little orange male tabby who was always one of the most social in the litter. He loved Henry, Kira, Tallulah and Marley. He was the perfect fit! So Bruce got to stay. Everybody, meet Bruce, Henry's favorite kitten!

 

And finally, as an added treat, watch Henry attempt to be a kitten while playing with Bruce's laser pointer.

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