I adopted a lynx point Siamese about a year and a half ago. She was a stray, so the shelter didn't know much about her. I quickly became convinced that her first human family was mostly men and included large dogs, because of her behavior. For several months I thought I should re-home her, but I couldn't bring myself to do that. So I kept her, and over time we've adapted to each other.
It's been a journey. What I'm most astonished by is that in the past when I adopted cats, they seemed to fit into my household readily. Perhaps I didn't pay close attention. This cat has been much more of an adjustment, both on her part and mine. Because I seriously thought about re-homing her, it took me far longer than it should have to accept her into my life. But I'm glad I did. She is still not the lap cat I wish I had (darn!) but she is sweet and affectionate in her own way. Most nights she sleeps up against the pillow on the bed next to me, and I pretty much have my hand up against her all night long.
I am currently looking at adopting another cat, because I do think this one would eventually adjust. There is an older cat at my shelter who I think would be perfect, but since I'm planning to visit relatives over Thanksgiving and will be gone a week, possibly a bit more, it doesn't seem fair to bring a new cat home, have him here for a week or so, and then go out of town. Sigh. I console myself with the thought that there are always cats who need a new home.
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