The cat who has been boarding with us since June of last year, who is currently perched on my stomach, leaves on Monday. She has totally entwined herself into our lives, and will be missed. She doesn’t go to her home in Kyrgyzstan as her people now live in England. So first to Amsterdam, then home. Long trip for a creature who won’t actually know what’s happening.
The decision now is to either foster some cats, so we have the experience of younger cats who don’t really get their claws into us or take on the full commitment. I’m conflicted: I can see doing both actually, if we can keep the peace between the resident(s) and transients. I don’t look forward to geriatric cats, having dealt with that recently, but that’s some time off, I suppose. Unless we get adopted by a mature cat in the meantime.