Story submitted by Peg Horne Nelson
My boy, Dair, was born on Sept. 5, 2005. Here’s his story:
Dair came to me from another breeder even though he was a son of my boy, Mason. He was born in southeast Texas and, as a baby kitten, went through Hurricane Rita which ravaged that area. I went to get him when he was just over 2 months old as his breeder had lost her house to the storm and they were still on very limited power. The weather was almost unbearably hot and the mosquitos and other bugs were rampant. So, Dair and a brother came to live with me.
The brother was somewhat outgoing, but Dair was a wallflower. He didn’t want anything at all to do with people. But, thank goodness, he was fine with the other cats. Over the years, he still was too shy for me to rehome. But finally, I let my good friend, MeLinda with Merlin’s Hope Ragdoll Rescue try to find this precious boy a new home. He fit in okay with her cats, but he was way too shy to ever be seen by any prospective new owners. So, after about 9 months, I brought him back home.
He loves to cuddle with my kitties and to sun in my wide kitchen window. But, any time I would try to touch him or reach for him (which I must do monthly to flea treat), he would go into hiding. That is, until about 5 weeks ago.
All of a sudden he is in love with me. He follows me everywhere I go, jumps up on anything that is beside where he thinks I’m going to be walking…just so I’ll wrap my arms around him and give him lots of loving. He now loves to give kitty kisses on the mouth (I have to watch about that) and he loves to be combed and groomed. He will flop over for tummy rubs and seems to get mildly upset whenever I stop loving on him. I held him and rubbed and loved on him for 20 minutes straight the other day and he never tired of it.
I’ve talked with a few breeders to see if they had ever known of a kitty changing personalities so completely…and at 6 years of age. I talked with my vet yesterday and he’s never heard of any kind of cat doing this.
Dair is an amazing fellow. He talks to me all the time in a teeny tiny voice, he rubs on my hands anytime I get near him, and he loves to be held. Have you ever heard of any cat doing a 100% flip-flop in personality just overnight…for no apparent reason? By the way, Dair still doesn’t like my husband although he will let Carl rub on him as long as I’m holding him.
Of course I’m loving this change in Dair. He’s a pleasure to be around. It seems that Dair has finally taken on his daddy’s personality as Mason is just about as sweet a ragdoll as you will ever find.
This is a happy story for your blog. Just thought others would love to read about Dair’s unusual change in personality.
Peg Horne Nelson
Meriwidoz Ragdolls (now a retired cattery)