It was a bizarre winter when it came to the cats. (Adorable) stray cat shows up, Gracie has a bad tooth, Morgan breaks leg, move to new house. That’s a lot clustered together in a short time. We are all recovering.
Stray — I heard from the rescuer who sent me this shot of the stray in his (hopefully) forever home. When she put him in the carrier he pooped all over everything. He will need a lot of time for adjustment. When I adopted Hazel she spent the first two weeks under the bed. She’d still be there but I sent in my other cat Mollie to convince her it was a good place. The stray has another cat at the new home so maybe that will work. The rescue named him Barley but I always called him Lucky Louie because he was lucky. Please send him good juju.
What’s that racket? — It was Morgan (without the bandage on her leg) chasing Sasha up the staircase. We can close the book on the broken leg. She is being her overactive self again. Yay!
New spots — The cats have commandeered new favorite places and surprisingly Gracie staked the cat bed on the portable table that is serving as my desk. It’s unusual in that she was the only cat that never slept on my desk at the old house. Maybe the window with birds in a tree outside convinced her but this spot is hers. At seven pounds, she is the smallest of my cats but no one puts Gracie in a corner. She stands up for herself.
Everyone here wishes you all a great weekend and happy spring!