As a kid, we always had pets around. It only made sense that later in life I would have a pet of my own. Like many a college student, I jumped on getting a pet as soon as I moved out of the dorm. Within a month, my roommate and I both had kitties, and were both sent taking them to our parents after being scolded by the landlord (our lease forbade us from having pets…). As you can imagine – neither of our families were impressed or excited about getting kittens at this time.
Lesson learned, I thought, until it came time to move to Baltimore. Months before I moved, I had already called my roommate and told her I wanted to get a cat. By the time I moved she had already adopted 2! I decided to live vicariously through her kitties and helped to feed and care for them. Little did I know that one of these kitties would become mine!
When it came time to move I was pretty attached to one of the cats, Ludwig. I ended up taking him with me and moving him to my new apartment. It was just him and I in the new place and he completely transformed from a fairly reclusive cat to an affectionate love ball!
Ludwig would great me at the door when I came home, follow me around the house, and cuddle in the bed at night. None of which he did in the last place. For the first time in my life I had a pet that seemed to adore me as much as I adored them! To be quite honest, when my boyfriend moved to Baltimore I was more than concerned my cat would have a new favorite owner. I know this is pretty irrational, but it was a true fear of mine!
Fortunately, Ludwig stills seems to favor me a tiny bit over Dylan…
This is Ludwig, my best pet and my little helper.
If you would like to keep up to date with Ludwig – you can follow his Tumblr blog, or follow me on Instagram (@PhDstressrelief)