Ray came to me in a very unexpected way.
I was working for a furniture store in Atlanta, GA and one day my manager came in with a story. She was walking in a park downtown and passed a group of kids tormenting something in the bushes - throwing rocks and poking it with sticks. She went over to investigate and found they were teasing a cat. He was laying there, really skinny, not moving on the verge of death. She scolded the kids, picked up the kitten and brought him home. Three weeks later after lots of food and playtime he came back to life. He was the cat that wouldn't give up...
She brought him into the store, and said you have to see this beautiful kitten. He is a Siamese short hair mix, with a beautiful jet black coat! I went to the back room, sat down and opened the carrier door. Out sauntered this confident little kitty, meowed hello, and sat on my lap. I was done...from the instant I saw him I was in love. I named him Ray after Ray Charles as I lived in Georgia at the time and love Jazz music.
Ray is now four and has made the move back home to the Northeast. He continues to be a very outgoing and chatty kitty. The more people over to entertain him and climb on the better!
He now has a little friend, Casey who I adopted from a shelter in Connecticut last summer. They are best friends and often chase each other at playtime and snuggle together at nap time (which is all the time!)
Wilton, CT
