This is the photo that the Silmarilions Ragdoll Cattery in Rocca Priora, Italy sent to me of my new baby before I could take her home.
My husband was on the ship at the time so the breeder agreed to meet me at the train station in Rome for the transfer.
I took the early morning bullet, collected her and got on the next train back to Genoa (first class of course). It was a cool October and Coco slept in my arms on the train the entire ride back. Only when I got her back to Mama’s did she start to cry for her own Mama. Her cries were just like a baby’s and my heart broke for her. A sleepless night for both of us ensued until I placed my pillow on the floor next to her hiding spot and she came out.
Now she follows me from room to room. Eats when I eat and goes to the toilet when I do. I cannot leave any doors closed or she will cry for me if she knows I’m there. Yes, she is spoiled rotten and is going to be pissed off when my husband gets home tomorrow and steals all her attention and kisses.
I think she also thinks she’s a dog because every time I put my shoes on and grab my car keys she jumps into her carry cage so I will take her with me!