On April 26th they were both surrendered to the Humane Society and separated with Gracie went to be neutered.
Then George had an upper respiratory virus and had to be in isolation for quite a while.
These poor things had their life turned upside down and then to be pulled apart must have been horrible for them. They truly love being together and get so much comfort from one another.
Last night there was a bad thunderstorm and Gracie took it all in stride. She appears to be fearless as storms, loud engines and machinery and the like don't effect her at all. Must be that barn cat experience in her early years.
George on the other hand is the cowardly lion and runs from any loud sudden noises.
I had George on my lap during the storm and kept the quilt up over his head. The TV was on loud enough to hear over the sound of rain on the roof and I kept massaging his ear to muffle and distort the sound.
Gracie came over and wanted to be scratched but could see George was fearful. She daintly sat down and cocked her head to assess the situation. What she did next blew me away.
She proceeded to stretch out the length of her body on top of George and then put her paw over his other ear. With her job complete she lowered her head down near his and I could feel his anxiety lessen.
His breathing became slower and deeper and gradually he closed his eyes and slept.
I guess theres' more than one reason we chose Gracie for her name.
Long Live the Queen of Cat Comfort