A couple of weeks ago:
Today:
She’s fought off an infection, taken up eating like there’s no tomorrow, and gotten comfortable enough in her new surroundings to slow down and worry about previously trivial stuff like grooming. All in two weeks.
Oh, and she’s decided that Portia’s her buddy.
Not bad for two weeks. It hasn’t been easy on her by any means; a week ago I thought we were going to lose her to the infection. But now she’s safe, getting healthier, and now she can get to the good stuff – just being a happy housecat.
I can’t save them all though. Spay and neuter your pets, folks. There’s only so much space at my place – I have almost twice as many cats now as I’ve ever had at any one time, because we’ve taken in two rambunctious rescue kittens this year alone (plus a puppy who’s now about the size of a compact car). For every Portia and every Maria that we manage to take in, there’s a lot more who simply don’t make it, and there’s no need for that.
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