Earlier this month we had the pleasure of adopting a young cat from a very generous and caring woman who had rescued her as well as four others left in a carrier on a sidewalk in Brooklyn. I haven't been able to get another kitty as my Jezebel was my first little girl that was with me for 21.5 years. Every time I tried something would come up (usually something disastrous that would force our hand to wait.) Well when I saw this little girls face, a grin broke out and tears rolled down my face. I knew she was ours. It was as if Jezebel finally said it was okay and sent a little angel that looks very much like her. We named her Calliope (muse of poetry) and she is having a blast adjusting to her new home and companion, our dog Fiona. They even kissed noses one day, so my worries about fights was unfounded (though Fiona is very social so I actually wasn't too worried.) Since she was a rescue we have no idea if or how much socialization she's had, and she does still tend to be a bit skittish but is getting better every day -- so much so that she now climbs into bed with us. She's a joy, and we love our little angel. Her crate-mate was a lovely ginger tom that sadly had to be put down this week after getting either into rat poison or eating a mouse that was poisoned. I had hoped to spread the word so that he too could get adopted, but sadly the little angel is gone.
Happy Holidays to everyone, I wish you all a happy, healthy holiday season! See you all in the new year!
XXX
Jet
