I've been worried about Bob at the shelter. Bob's owner died, and none of the kids would take him in. He's 10+ years old, maybe 15. Has that "old age" look about him, curves in the front legs, a cyst on his head, and a tail about 1/2 inch long. Hates dry food, loves wet food. And intelligent green eyes. A true companion cat, but not highly adoptable.
I discussed him with the shelter director earlier in the week, suggesting he might be a good resident shelter cat. She had a No PTS hold on him, anyway, and we have a lot of empty cages, so he wasn't necessarily in any danger, but he made me sad.
The director called me this afternoon, letting me know that he was being adopted. I rushed down there and hugged the adopter. He knew what he was getting into, and specifically wanted to help out an older cat. So Bob has a home! I went in the cat area, picked him up, and cuddled with him. He gave me a great goodbye purr.
I discussed him with the shelter director earlier in the week, suggesting he might be a good resident shelter cat. She had a No PTS hold on him, anyway, and we have a lot of empty cages, so he wasn't necessarily in any danger, but he made me sad.
The director called me this afternoon, letting me know that he was being adopted. I rushed down there and hugged the adopter. He knew what he was getting into, and specifically wanted to help out an older cat. So Bob has a home! I went in the cat area, picked him up, and cuddled with him. He gave me a great goodbye purr.
