Oscar DeLaMew

Oscar was born just down the road. His mother and another female gave birth within a few weeks of each other. He grew up in a garage with nine other kittens to play with and both females looking after him.

Once they were old enough the kittens were offered for free to anyone coming by. Gradually all were gone but him and another tiny orange kitten who was still too little to be away from mom. On Wednesday June 3 we stopped by looking for a black and white spotted kitten Katie had seen the week before. The spotted kitten was gone, but Oscar was there hiding under a car.

I remember how shy he was, running back under the car the second anyone moved. But after we were there for a few minutes he relaxed and started playing around. He moved with such a swagger for a little kitten and I remember him walking in front of Tim and flopping on his side. I knew then that he was going to be a fun little kitten.

The problem was Tim was so disappointed about the spotted kitten that he didn't want Oscar, so we left. I went to do some errends all the while texting Tim and trying to convince him that Oscar needed us. Finally I wore him down so he said yes. I picked him up on the way home. He rode home on my shoulders, which is still his favorite place when he's scared.

Oscar is a spunky fun little guy with boundless energy and curiosity. He is all over everything and is into whatever is happening. But come bedtime he's all snuggles and wants nothing more than to curl up by your head and only stops purring when he falls asleep.

He's already completely charmed everyone in the family.



Who knows what mysteries he ponders while he sleeps?


How could you not love that face?