This is my second update.
Here’s my first, and things have changed a lot: https://www.northeastanimalshelter.org/2017/01/tikvah-flicka-gave-hope-chance/
Flicka passed 11 months after adoption. It was considered wildly successful that he survived that long, and he wouldn’t have without the dedicated care of everyone at NEAS who took him in despite high financial and labor costs for his extremely advanced heart disease. He was a gift, truly, and having him in my life was worth the pain, the emergency visits, the loss. NEAS frankly did everything possible for him and I still think fondly every day of that cat…
…partially because he helped shape the glorious creature still with me, Tikvah. He taught her how to play like a cat (which I now get to do with her a few times a day), how to jump on a counter (not my favorite trick, but she likes it), and so much more. His legacy is curled up beside me and the newest addition to our
Tikvah, often affectionately called Boop or Boop cat, now has her own pet dog, a cat tree at a huge window, and a variety of interactive toys for her food to keep her from gulping it! She’s a grown-up cat now who still has all the charm of a kitten with slightly less midnight craziness, to my relief. She’s soft and shiny and beautiful outside and warm and optimistic and happy on the inside. She and my dog are crazy about each other and love to groom each other; the dog grew up with cats and is adorably gentle and loving with them, and Tikvah has adjusted beautifully and seeks out our dog for snuggles, grooming, or even play all the time.
Tikvah has remained stunningly healthy, having clocked in exactly one vet visit that wasn’t for routine shots and annual exam. That one visit was a result of my overactive worry. She’s incredibly loving, charming, a bit of a diva but in an adorably childlike way, and always willing to try another just slightly different approach if at first she is not given what she wants. Oh, no cat on laptop? How about with the other paw first? How about from the other side of the laptop? How about climbing over your shoulder and then on the laptop? How about sitting on your throat instead, purring loudly? It never fails to make the recipient of her insistent negotiations smile.
Everyone who meets her wants to get one just like her and I tell them to look at NEAS, but I know the secret. I have the very best one, and she’s mine for the rest of her long life.
Thank you to everyone at NEAS to the gift that keeps on giving! Purrs, new antics, favorite toys, feline-canine friendships… she’s the perfect cat for me, and her late “big brother” was too. ”