Last Updated on February 23, 2013 by Jenny
About 6 years ago I happened by a place for cat adoptions. We already had 1 adult cat and 2 Rat Terrorists yet something told me I needed to go here. I perused all the ones for adoption and just as I was starting to leave I see this little ball of fluff way back in the corner of one of the cages. The woman in charge advised me the kitten was about 4 months old, not very well adjusted and would not fit in well with my dogs. The poor baby was totally terrified but when she looked up at me with those blue eyes my heart melted. She had a new home. (It didn’t take long and she was sleeping with all of the dogs and our adult cat.
At the time I didn’t know a Ragdoll cat from an Alley Cat. We had wanted her to have an Oriental sounding name. Myomi, Kaiomi bla bla bla…You get the idea…so we settled on Omi. For the next month she barely came out in the open. I recall she hid behind the living room sofa and snuck out to the sandbox when no one was around. No one knew anything of her history and I can only assume due to her timidity she was a feral kitten someone had just found. The vet confirmed she was a Ragdoll or at least partially. As you can see in her photos her face and paws are mottled. (her whiskers are even spotted) My photography stinks so you can’t really see her eyes but as you are aware they are a fabulous blue. Some of the photos show her hair quite a bit shorter than it normally is. She had to get a lion cut due to some mats she was unwilling for us to clip or comb out.
Over the years she has ensconsed herself as a very special kitty in our home. The first cat we had (a brown tabby you can also see in some of the photos ) and Omi are best friends now. She has been able to help her become more comfortable with the humans and those other funny looking cats that bark. Omi is still very timid around those that are not family. Even with family she dislikes being picked up but adores being petted and scratched. She’s very much the Tom Boy spending most of her days lounging on the concrete by the pool and could absolutely care less if her hair was brushed or not. She will ‘butt’ you with her head somewhat like a goat when she wants attention. Her meow is more like a squeak.
Each evening I spend a lot of time watching Floppycats’ videos and reading about all the Ragdolls out there. I envy how social they are and wish I knew more to do to coax Omi into accepting people more. She is a very dear beautiful cat.
I hope you enjoyed reading about my sweetheart.