Last night I experienced my first foster adoption and some tears. The little tortie (Testuggine) and gray/white combo (Pegasus) kittens met their forever family. These very nice people took the sisters together so they’d have playmates, cut down on separation anxiety and to replace a cat they lost within the last year. I was sad to see them go but this is what fostering is all about…socializing them so they’ll be ready for a new life as domestic house cats.
I’m confident those two are going to be very happy and their family love them to the end.
I’m also proud of myself not giving in and adopting Testuggine because I miss the first tortie cat I really met and knew, Mewsette. She and her brother Teddy were the family cats from 1984 until I left for college. Then I would visit them once or twice a year. Mewsette may not have remembered me but the little cuddle bug would always be sweet.
Once Piper, Prince and Pascal leave, there will be no more foster kittens for 2020.