It’s been a (weirdly quiet, uncomplicated) month now since both Little Maude and Ritz were adopted. The first has gone very well – despite a temperamental outburst here and there by Princess M. They love her anyway and she clearly loves them back. Here’s a photo that melts my heart, with her holding court with new mama Trela, and new friend Levi.
Ritz’s adoption has not gone as smoothly; there are complications with his new mom’s other cat (i.e. they do not like each other). She adores him, though, already, and so I light a candle every day that this happy scene can continue.
I also saw a new photo recently from Mickey Blues Eyes’ mom, Nancy, who renamed him Boji. What kills me is how soundly he’s sleeping!! Cats who come in from difficult circumstances sometimes don’t sleep soundly for months. He clearly feels happy and safe enough now to let it all hang out. 😉
There’s just nothing that makes me happier than images like these – seeing kitties who were so fearful, or wet from the rain, or scrawny from parasites. Incidentally, Nancy says that Boji’s collar, which was so tight on his neck when I trapped him, may have done semi-permanent damage to his throat and larynx. It might explain why he was so quiet, those months I had him. It might also explain why he was so easy to catch – he was close to choking to death.
So I can continue to think the best of my fellow human, I choose to believe he was lost as a collared kitten – not than someone was so cruel as to dump him while he was still little, without realizing his collar could kill him someday.
Anyway, thanks to the guiding spirit for putting me in the right place at the right time.