My previously-adopted cat, Tracie, that was dumped at the Maryland Heights branch of the Humane Society last Saturday (and I picked up Sunday) was adopted this Sunday afternoon. A couple, Barb and Mark, called and wanted to see Ebony, my sweet, precious smaller black cat. I allow prospective adopters to come to my house and see the cats in a home setting, just walking around and being themselves. I know Ebony thinks this is her permanent home and there's absolutely no reason she needs to be friendly or nice to anyone else. She was being a little devil and didn't want anything to do with them or me, scratched my neck and ran away. Barb asked if I had anyone else. My "she really is a sweet, loving cat" speech didn't work, even though she really is the sweetest cat I have. I took her downstairs to Tracie's room and they fell in love with her. Tracie just layed in their arms and let them pet her. They have a cocker spaniel and wanted a dog-friendly cat. I hadn't introduced her to Lucy, yet, so when I brought Lucy in the room, there was one little hiss and then nothing. They also have a 24 lb. male Maine Coon cat, but in just a week, Tracie had only met one other cat. One night I went in her room and was shocked to find Trish, a large brown tabby, in Tracie's room. I was last in there that morning, and she must have slipped in when I went out, so they'd been together all day and I didn't hear a thing and there was no blood or tufts of hair in the room.
Barb called me at 8:30 this morning to say Tracie was fitting into their family perfectly. She and the male cat are licking each other and the dog is just fine, too. The two sons also love her. I think Tracie has finally found her forever home. Barb and Mark seemed like the perfect couple. Don't you love happy endings?
This is the same picture as her earlier post, but I went back and found the picture of her with four of her five litter mates back in Aug or Sept of '09, when they were about 3 months old. One kitten, Tori, had already been adopted.
From left to right they are Taylor, Trevor, Thomas, Trina, and Tracie, on the end. The whole litter had the softest, silkiest fur I've ever felt. And I have no idea how I got five kittens to sit all in a row like this.