With lovely Purl having been adopted, I now find myself welcoming another foster cat. Mya moved in on Thursday afternoon and she has adjusted well.
I had her set up in the guest room, a safe place to make herself comfortable with food, water, cat tree and litter box on hand. By Friday, she was more than happy to explore other parts of the house. Now, she has access to the main floor of my bungalow, but still chooses to do her serious napping in her room. Maybe it's the sunny, southern exposure!
I don't know if you can tell by the photos, but she is a tiny cat, about half the size of Purl. She's the same age, though, turning 7 years old next month. Here's hoping someone wonderful applies to the animal rescue group to adopt her. Not everyone considers taking in a more mature animal, but we had a 14-year-old dog adopted today, so there is reason to be hopeful and look on the sunny side of possibilities.
Your turn!