Cat Lady

Alright, so before heading out to Winnipeg, we returned our beloved Thelmo and Louis to the SPCA. When we returned and learned that these two little tykes passed inspection and made it into the adoption room (with a great cage location, to boot), we welcomed Pete into our apartment to heal up an eyeball (hoping we would have a cat-free apartment for our guests arriving within the next two weeks). But then we received a dreadful message on our answering machine this morning that went something like this...

"Hello Mr. & Mrs. Scatliff, we regret to inform you that the two kittens you returned two weeks ago have fallen ill again. Unfortunately the SPCA is beyond its max capacity and we are unable to care for these animals. Please let us know by 8:00 tonight if you are able to take them. If you are, I will place a DO NOT DESTROY card on their cage."

Do not destroy?!? Oh my goodness, do not destroy!!!

It was an emotional afternoon, and a bit of a stressful entrance back into our apartment considering the additional roommate. To complicate things, they (meaning the Goober Brothers being one, and Pete being another) have different health concerns and therefore have to remain separated. Thank goodness for the french doors to the living room and the kitchen.

So, yes, I am the cat lady of the building. There are now 5 of us in this two bedroom apartment. And our guests will still be arriving in the next two weeks.