We did it again. We have another cat. *sigh*. My cousin Christina and her husband Matt are moving into his grandmothers house and could only take the one cat. They asked us to take Blacky, who for all future notations will be known as SBO (skinny black one). So far there hasn't been much trouble. I was actually against it, not because I didn't want to help, but because we already have 6. But Dan said yes if Matt & Chris will supply a bag of cat food every two weeks and a thing of litter every month. And this is only until they can get a place of their own where they can keep the cats.
Angel has not been too thrilled to have her old house mate show up. I think she was more upset seeing him then she was the strange cats. They hissed and spat at each other. It was some definite rivalry there.
The other cats tip toe around, and I'm sad because I just don't have the proper time to devote to them all. I sent Stef and email today asking if they would think about fostering Angel. She loves Andy and Andy seemed pretty fond of her. She's a short hair so hopefully she won't be horrible on his allergies.
I hate to up heave her again, but they only have one other cat, and two dogs and some time to give her the loving she's missing from Auntie Elaine. And this will help with the SBO/Tiger/ Argo/ Patches/ Meela/ Princess situation. I love all my kitties, but honestly! NO MORE PLEASE!
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