At the risk of being redundant, I thought I would share my original post about our adoption of Puck three years and two days ago.
A few weeks before Abbey died we visited Jeff and Felice, Rose’s sister and brother-in-law. Felice works for a vet and is active in helping stray and feral cats in the area. Her and Jeff have also adopted several “unadoptable” cats with physical problems.
The day we came for a visit she had two very young kittens that she was bottle feeding in her home for a local rescue organization. One kitten was a male that was all black. The other was a black female with calico markings over one eye. They both needed homes and would be ready for adoption in a few weeks.
Of course, with Abbey being sick, we were not ready to adopt another cat at that time. We did not want to bring any trauma into the house during the small amount of time Abbey had left.
It happened that Abbey died when the kittens…
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Dat’s pawsum. Weez so glad dat Chris and Puck got along. Us kitties can be stwange ’bout sharin’ our space and peeps, but generwally weez purretty acceptin’. Fanks fur openin’ yous hearts and home to a kitty in need. Mommy sez there’s never a good time cuz gwievin’ lasts furever, but yous not weplacin’ yous just makin’ space in yous heart to accept luv again. Have a gweat day.
Dezi and Lexi
I loved reading Puck’s original story – I haven’t seen it before because, of course, I wasn’t born yet!
Well Summer, you have a good excuse. 🙂