A new baby is sleeping quietly on the end of the couch
She is weary from being placed in a box
wrapped in a net
to come the long two kilometres from the Haven
to her new home.
She is a pretty wee thing
and we shall love her.
Only nine weeks old she already has a very good purring machine
and a very strong voice when confined to that carrier.
The lady in the cat haven was dubious indeed about
letting two such oldies adopt! She tried to be polite about telling me that
the wee cat might outlive us, and, moreover she really had serious doubts about my walking stick. Twice reminded that a kitten might live twenty years, I had to reassure her by telling her my daughter was very fond of cats, and that I had a fair knowledge of kitten needs and kitten housing. Somehow I think suspicion remained: What would happen to the precious kitty when this old person goes into a nursing home? And here I thought that having pets was one of the ways of keeping very old persons minds in shape!
Posted by: cronelogical | March 9, 2007
Cally Kilmouski comes to live at Fran and Jim’s House
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dear Fran,
please post a picture of your new arrival when she has settled in a bit. I’m sure you two will love her to bits.
By: Traveller on March 9, 2007
at 1:11 pm
I would love to see the new kitty too. This is a wonderful poem and I love the way you include the adoption person’s doubts about your age!
By: marimann on March 9, 2007
at 4:11 pm
Oh this is so lovely, Fran. Thank goodness such loving people adopted this baby.
By: imogen88 on March 18, 2007
at 10:51 am
What a precious baby, you have!
By: lorigloyd on March 20, 2007
at 5:12 am