I think I struck gold with Nimbus. She is every kind of cat you could want.
She’s great with the kids.
Jack is suppressing his gag reflex to feed her the stinky wet food, Sam is restraining Nimbus from leaping at the food. It’s a team effort.
She perches at the window to watch for birds and critters.
She follows us from room to room, always wanting to be where the people are. She claimed this stool in the kitchen so she can socialize in the kitchen with us.
She cuddles! She enthusiastically joins me on the couch at my side. When I laid down the other night, she leapt from her window perch and began some serious spooning. Every nights she changes up whether she sleeps with me, Jack, or Ben (Sam is not her favorite – we are working on his cat-play skills).
She is so very playful. The boys are great at giving her mice, laser pointers, and feathers. The first week she arrived she paraded through the living room with this blue ball of yarn. I do not know where she found the blue ball – all my yarn is in drawers or high up on a bookshelf. After rewinding it three times in a day I gave it some extra stitches to hold it’s shape, so now I only have to rewind it once a week. She plays with it endlessly.
She sleeps with it. She puts it in her food dish. One time she tried to trade me her precious blue ball to get a good bite of the yellow yarn I was knitting (wiggling yarn is always > than plain yarn).
Ben said Russian Blues are supposed to play fetch – well, half fetch, by chasing after what you throw. Nimbus certainly loves doing that. Tonight we were playing and I realized she carried it back to me. I repeated the game, and we were totally playing fetch! We played at least 6-8 rounds, and I even caught a few on camera:
YOU GUYS. My cat PLAYS FETCH and CUDDLES. She is clearly the best of cats.
I love her kitchen stool, her blue ball, and how she puts up with Sam’s way of carrying her.