Sphynx Obsessed Blog

Sometimes I have Facebook memories pop up from 10… 11… 12 years ago about how badly I wanted a Sphynx. I pined away for years. There’s an entire Pinterest board on my account of Sphynx photos, art, necklaces, t-shirts. While dating, it was a topic that would come up quickly, “I’m going to get a Sphynx one day, it’s non-negotiable”. We always had Siamese when I was growing up, but my dad isn’t a huge cat person, so it wasn’t going to happen while I still lived at home. 

Oh, Meldor. Meldor is my sphynx’s name. She’s not just a cat, but my entire world. She’s my baby! Sphynx are the best animal in the world, totally not being biased or anything! But in all seriousness, my sweet girl came into my life just about 6 years ago. She turned six on January 11th. Meldor came into my life when I needed her more than she needed me.

I was obsessed with Sphinxes for a good 7 years before I was able to get my own. The first time I remember the breed coming onto my radar was in college. I was scrolling through the “Post Secret” app & saw the cutest Sphynx sitting in a Kroger bag. The post was titled “I paid 2000 dollars for this cat & all he wants to do is sit in plastic bags.” I found that hilarious and charming. From that moment on I knew I just had to have one in my life.

My time with Belch has been a bit crazy. Our relationship started out as a foster, but Belch was so sick when I got him that I felt I couldn’t leave his life in the hands of anyone else…especially anyone else associated with the breeder he came from…