This Saturday we got a kitten. He is a Devon Rex we named Grogu. If you are wondering why we named him Grogu then you either have not seen The Mandalorian or you have and did not see the picture of our Grogu.
Grogu has been a long time in planning. M has been a cat person for years before i meet her. When we meet she had a cat. It was her 2nd.
For at least a year or two the girls have wanted a cat. Originally i was the hold out. Finally I broke down and agreed to get one. My concerns were the hair and the fact that my mom is allergic to cats. We settled on a Devon Rex since they did not have much hair and some people reported less or no allergic reaction to this breed of cat. I know that is a point of contention but worth it especially since in general this cat breed seemed really cool.
In late March or early April M found a breeder in Manchester who had a litter to pick from. We selected our little guy and knew we wouldn’t get him till June. That fit our timeline.
Saturday M took the train to Manchester to pick our kitten while i was with the girls.
The girls were super excited for their new friend. He has spent a lot of time under the guest room bed and in his cat cave we got him. He will periodically play with someone and then go hide again. We read he needs time to adjust.
Today he was venturing out more and lied in the sun under our sky light on our stairs as well as by the window in the guest room for a while. He is pictured in an amazon box the girls put a blanket in and are using for him to rest in. Apparently Grogu loves it.
I write this post while he is curled up half in my lap half nestled in a pillow relaxing.