Dear Crissy

Fond memories of my first cat

What was special about your first cat?

Growing up in the country, I had quite a few pets during my childhood. However, the first pet I owned as a grown-up (if you want to call a college student a grown-up) was my beloved Mewson. He was my first baby, and in a lot of ways, my first true love as well.

orange cat

If you’ve been following my journals and blogs online for a while, as I know some of you have, you know Mewson. He came into my life as a tiny little orange furball a decade ago, and I loved him as much if not more than any mother would love her child.

He grew to be a beautiful cat, and he was true friend. He was with me through some of the best and worst times of my life.

It is so amazing how huge an impact cats can have on our lives. There were times I could swear that Mewson could see right into my soul and his companionship is something that I will always treasure.

Orange Cat Photo

A few years ago another little orange kitten found her way into our yard, and because I have such a soft spot for orange tabby’s, I couldn’t turn her away.

We named her June, and while she is definitely a sweet cat, Mewson will always be my favorite. After all, He was my first cat — my first baby — and will always hold a special spot in my heart.

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  1. Stacie — July 9, 2012 @ 11:23 am (#)

    I never had cats growing up because my mom was allergic to them. However, when I got married my husband was a huge cat lover so we had to get a cat.

    We got Pixie when she was just a kitten from the SPCA. She was black with green eyes and had a beautiful face. She is one of the sweetest cats. I’m now divorced and Pixie stayed with my ex and I miss her.

    I now have two female cats- Princess & Misty. They are from the same litter but look different and have such different personalities. Princess has attitude and Misty is very sweet and loving.

    Mewson sounds like an amazing cat. Animals are so special.


  2. olfa — July 9, 2012 @ 11:37 am (#)

    My first cat was so cute. It slept in my room!!


  3. Diva Locks — July 9, 2012 @ 12:06 pm (#)

    I remember my first cat he was the color of ash or smoke and so I named him Smokey :) I don’t remember how we got him as I was a little girl but I loved that cat he was such an awesome cat, he played and slept with me and even gave me hugs :)


  4. Emily @ Baby Dickey — July 9, 2012 @ 12:41 pm (#)

    Aww, so cute! And too funny, I have a thing for orange tabby cats too. We have one named Oscar (and used to have others named Ginger and Puff!) Mewson is an adorable name <3


  5. Stefani — July 9, 2012 @ 2:02 pm (#)

    I so remember my first cat. I named her Pepper and she ended up living with my grandmother for years…


  6. Michelle Pegram — July 9, 2012 @ 2:21 pm (#)

    Great story! I loved my first cat so much as a kid that I know have 4 of my own as an adult. :)


  7. Nicole Jade — July 10, 2012 @ 11:28 am (#)

    Lots of found memories of my kitties growing up, I just hope I can help my kids create good pet memories one day.


  8. Maaike — July 10, 2012 @ 11:32 am (#)

    Oh, I love your cat! Those pictures are so cute. I don’t have a cat but now I want one :p


  9. Wendy Dickinson — July 10, 2012 @ 11:45 am (#)

    My very first real cat was a wild kitty an old man who lived in a trailer down my the river park fed along with a bunch of others. Boo Boo was had bob cat in him and was very unfriendly to most ppl but loved my brother and i and never was mean to us. We concocted a plan to say it was giving to my brother as a belated birthday present and brought the cat home (actually it just walked us home) Mr. Boo was a wonderful pet. He was amazing with us growing up, if you were sad or sick he was always there, he would protect me from bugs that got too close, brought me “gifts” in bed a little too often for my liking. Boo got out one night and got lost when i pregnant with my first kid. I walked around the neighbourhood for weeks shaking a cat treat can and calling his name. It took 3 1/2 weeks but i finally found him and brought him home. He was a wreck and needed some serious tlc. Once back to full health he would curl up on my belly and a purr to the baby inside. When she was born he would sleep under her crib and hiss at anyone who got too close that he didn’t know. He also taught my daughter to walk by letting her hold on to his tail to pull herself to her feet.

    When my daughter started pre-kindergarten he would walk with us to her school and then come home again with me. It was half way through the school yr when he fell ill and had to be let go. The vet was so nice – they let me hold him while it happened and left me to cry when he was gone.

    Boo was my friend. As a teen both my parents were never around, off making new lives for themselves and i was left on my own. Boo never left me alone. He was always there at bedtime and in the mornings to walk with me to the bus stop. He loved my daughter and protected her from anyone he didn’t like. There isn’t a day that goes by that i don’t think of him and remember how much he saved me from the loneliness i went through as a teenager.

    Thank you very much for this contest – it feels good to share with others how wonderful Boo was and read about other ppls love for their cat!

    msdickinson28 at hot mail dot com.


  10. Donna — July 10, 2012 @ 12:17 pm (#)

    Oh my first kitten/cat…loved her so much. I found her on the side of a dirt road, next to an old oak tree, driving home from work. I got out of my car and she ran right up to me and I knew right there and then this kitten was special. I named her Tippy, she was a grey and white cat and just so loveable. Everytime I came home from work she would run up the driveway waiting for me to pick her up and hold and kiss her. When I had children she laid with them in their cribs and watched guard over them. I miss my Tippy very much.

    Since then I adopted 3 more cats and love them all!


  11. Erin Macdonald — July 10, 2012 @ 1:59 pm (#)

    My first cat was grey with green beautiful!


  12. Devin — July 10, 2012 @ 6:29 pm (#)

    Mewson!!! I love him still, all these years later.


  13. Rebecca Day — July 11, 2012 @ 2:47 am (#)

    I’ve grown up with several well-known kitties in my life-time but of course none of them counted as my friend beloved cat. When I turned 20, my father gifted me a beautiful orange tabby kitten. I however didn’t have a name for him till I looked him in the eyes for the first time. “Onyx.” I named the fur-ball. No, not after the pokemon but the stone. The word onyx translates from Latin holding the meaning of Claw.

    My first son, as I called him at the time was a pretty crafty kitten who knew his way around things and was very gifted when it came to getting into trouble. He loved to play fetch, I’d toss one of his toy balls and he would chase after it, catch it and bring it back to me. He was also very noble, if I had a bad-day at work he knew. I’d climb into bed and it was then when he would curl up on my back, cuddling pridefully trying to take my mind off of things.

    I had a guitar playing friend who was in a band, the lead-singer and of course lead guitarist. One evening he came over to play some music and Onyx jumped onto his back and climbed his way up his back onto his shoulder and would let out a crackle meow.

    When my kitten was around 4-5 months my room mate moved in, and we rescued to baby kittens. Onyx took a real liking into being an older brother to the youngest kitten named Angel. Both would play and have fun together.

    It was a rainy day when both my little kittens were taken by force from me. My father catnapped them and gave them to the shelter. He broke my heart into pieces. “You never take care of them…” I had a full time job, I would return home from work to clean the litter box, and feed as well as play with them. How is it he could accuse me of not taking care of my cats when he doesn’t take care of his children? “The room mates complained and thats… That.” He exclaimed yelling at me. They weren’t anywhere near the room mates. They were in my room playing and catnapping like normal kittens do. He always picks his room mates over his family. It’s sad to see them walk all over him. They wanted me gone and I moved out long enough to meet a really nice man who I married a year later. One day I plan to find my two kittens; of course they’ll be very grown and when I do they’ll never leave.

    Right now of course; I have a beautiful black and white with hazel eyed 8 month old kitten who loves playing with my 4 month old son and enjoys the sunlight through the windows. She’s a good cat and is a natural huntress. She kills the field mice who manage to get into the house, she’s loyal and brings them to us. I miss my boys but if I do get them I’m sure they will love their two new siblings added to the family addition ;D


  14. katie mitchell — July 11, 2012 @ 12:22 pm (#)

    I still have my first cat, her name is Honey, I got her when she was 8 months old, she will be 9 at the end of this month, she is a Maine coon, she has brown tabby markings, white socks and boots, white and orange on her belly.


  15. Melissa Rheinlander — July 11, 2012 @ 1:53 pm (#)

    This makes me think of my own Orange Tabby… Kylan! He has moved with me countless times and always stays with me no matter what!! He has been my loyal friend for over 12 years now and is now my little monkey’s friend too!


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