TWO PLUS ONE DOES NOT NECESSARILY EQUAL THREE
We have adopted a new cat. Now "we" means me and my two previously owned and loved cats, Alice and Olive. Was this adoption by choice? No, we were a happy trio, a widow and two dear cats. However the death of a friend led to an orphaned older cat with nowhere to go and no one to care. I brought her home, temporarily I assured the other "girls". I quickly learned bringing home a spoiled cat meant loading my car with two cat beds, three scratching posts a wicker basket filled with toys, two litter boxes and a case of "special food" for unknown allergies.
Going on line I read advice from several experts on how one introduces a new cat to a home previously occupied by cats. My first move was to establish a special room for our new guest. I labeled the bedroom The Cat Hilton because by the time I moved her into this bedroom it was completely taken over with her possessions. "Keep the new cat isolated" was the first step I followed. Closing the door with it's occupant safely inside I felt confident all would go well. I had even brought a blanket used by her previous owner to give her the scent of home and love. All would go well I assured myself.
I will continue this blog with the ongoing saga of Two Plus One Does Not Necessarily Equal Three at a later date. I hope you will develop sympathy for the writer as you read of our steps to adoption.
Friday, October 4, 2013
Thursday, October 3, 2013
My Virgin Blog
Well, this is the new beginning of my blog. What will I write? what will I share? I guess it depends on the day, on the mood, on the inspiration. I hope to gather blog friends who also enjoy writing, reading and sharing. I would encourage you to join me in this passion. Yes, I have also written books. Yes I have been published but at this point I feel this is the road to follow. I will return with more intelligent thoughts next time. By the way, who am I? I am a --- year old widow and I hate that label.
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