The Story of My Cats

Hey all y’all! It’s Jen again checking in while Beth Anne is off in Europe. Beth is another crazy cat lady like me (though she only has two cats while I have four) so I thought I’d tell the story of my four cats and how they arrived in our household.

Cullen: Cullen is my big orange tabby. He is the world’s biggest sissy though he was quite the warrior as a kitten. We adopted him and his brother Finian right after my husband started his pastoral internship in August 2002. He likes to curl up on my hip at night and purr. When I was pregnant with my son Daniel, Cullen would be on top of me purring and Daniel would start kicking him. 🙂

Finian: Finian is a peach-colored tabby with a medium-length coat. (He’s fluffy but not quite enough to be considered “long-haired”.) He is our lion and likes to “roar” about everything. He also likes to come and sit with me while taking a bath and I’ve occasionally had to call my husband Jon in to get him because he’s soaking wet from me petting him. He is also a really needy kitty and gets jealous when my black cat is on my lap.

Edda: Edda is a house panther. She was an impulse adoption when we adopted our other female, Freya. She is a lovey little black cat who has to be loved at all times. (As I’m typing this, she is sitting behind me on top of the recliner.) She is definitely a mama’s girl but is an equal opportunity attention hog.

Freya: We had just come back from interviewing with churches in Minnesota and I was at the vet with Finian when I saw Freya with her foster mommy. I fell in love with her and was playing with her when the vet told me she was up for adoption. I replied that I couldn’t adopt because we would be moving within a few weeks. Well, we were back at the vet adopting her a few days later. She is a tabby and white cat who was a “teacup kitten” when we adopted her and now looks like a tabby patch football! She is beautiful but incredibly smart (she can get behind locked doors and she actually took my digital camera apart one day) and evil. She does, however, have my husband Jon wrapped around her paw and he is of the opinion that she is simply mischievous. Uh huh. Riiiiiiight…

So… those are my four cats.