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- Dec 22, 2014
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Hey everyone! My name is Erin, and together with my fiancé (Hal), we own a little naked wrinkle monster named Cynder-Bug.
In May of 2003 our neighbours cat had a surprise litter of kittens (that’s what you get for having an unfixed outdoor cat), and from that litter came my first cat, Jazmyn. She was the light of my life and a staple in my childhood. She was the most affectionate, cuddly, wonderful cat I could ever have imagined owning, and I probably won’t own another act like her.
Mid last year, after 11 years with my amazing fur baby, I had to make the difficult decision to put Jazmyn to sleep. She had severe acute renal failure due to ingesting lily. We thought it was a hairball at first, and didn’t act quickly enough to save her. I still feel responsible for her passing and there isn’t a day that goes by where I don’t think about her, miss her or feel guilt for what happened. Even writing about it is hard without tearing up. I don’t know if I’ll ever completely come to terms with what happened.
After Jazmyn’s passing, I felt a huge hole in my life; I knew that I needed to fill it with some manner of animal. After much research and obsession, Hal and I settled on a sphynx. There are very few breeders where I live, and when I found the breeder from whom we got Cynder, I was ecstatic. We clicked right away, and she was very forthcoming with information, and within a week of finding her, we purchased Cynder. We got her just before Christmas, and it was the best gift I could ever have asked for. She adjusted amazingly well, and within the same day we got her she was exploring the house. I was absolutely floored by her amazing curiosity and confident swagger, even after an hour and a half car ride, getting poop all over herself, and getting car sick.
She shows us more and more personality every day, we’re learning her quirks, and routine, and she’s talking to us more and more. She’s growing more affectionate all the time, and loves to be loved. And wrestle. And kill string – she loves string.
Hal and I are hoping to get a second naked wrinkle monster, most likely a male, from the next litter, from the same breeder.
Cynder is so much more than we expected, despite all the research I’d done. Seeing things on paper is so much different that experiencing them, and I have absolutely no regrets getting Cynder, and I’m so excited to share my years with this amazing creature.
In May of 2003 our neighbours cat had a surprise litter of kittens (that’s what you get for having an unfixed outdoor cat), and from that litter came my first cat, Jazmyn. She was the light of my life and a staple in my childhood. She was the most affectionate, cuddly, wonderful cat I could ever have imagined owning, and I probably won’t own another act like her.
Mid last year, after 11 years with my amazing fur baby, I had to make the difficult decision to put Jazmyn to sleep. She had severe acute renal failure due to ingesting lily. We thought it was a hairball at first, and didn’t act quickly enough to save her. I still feel responsible for her passing and there isn’t a day that goes by where I don’t think about her, miss her or feel guilt for what happened. Even writing about it is hard without tearing up. I don’t know if I’ll ever completely come to terms with what happened.
After Jazmyn’s passing, I felt a huge hole in my life; I knew that I needed to fill it with some manner of animal. After much research and obsession, Hal and I settled on a sphynx. There are very few breeders where I live, and when I found the breeder from whom we got Cynder, I was ecstatic. We clicked right away, and she was very forthcoming with information, and within a week of finding her, we purchased Cynder. We got her just before Christmas, and it was the best gift I could ever have asked for. She adjusted amazingly well, and within the same day we got her she was exploring the house. I was absolutely floored by her amazing curiosity and confident swagger, even after an hour and a half car ride, getting poop all over herself, and getting car sick.
She shows us more and more personality every day, we’re learning her quirks, and routine, and she’s talking to us more and more. She’s growing more affectionate all the time, and loves to be loved. And wrestle. And kill string – she loves string.
Hal and I are hoping to get a second naked wrinkle monster, most likely a male, from the next litter, from the same breeder.
Cynder is so much more than we expected, despite all the research I’d done. Seeing things on paper is so much different that experiencing them, and I have absolutely no regrets getting Cynder, and I’m so excited to share my years with this amazing creature.