First, I’m finding it rather funny to see the things that Chad used to complain about me doing and now he’s doing the same things. When a stray critter would come up and I’d feed it and take it to the vet, Chad would say “I can’t believe you’re doing that!” Well . . guess what he’s doing. First, he has Speck, the Husky! He showed up in Walmart one night when Addie was probably barely 3 years old and they’ve had him for 6 years. Then someone gave them a Corgi that they had rescued so now Chad has Bailey. Last night, we were talking and he said “You can meet our new cat tomorrow”. Chad told me he has to take it to the vet and have it scanned to make sure there’s no chip but he’s checked with the neighbors and no one claims it and it’s been around for a while not.
It’s obviously a tortoise shell cat so that means it’s almost certainly a girl so if no one claims her, he’ll have to have her spayed eventually.
Chad thinks she’s so pretty. I think she’s kinda not so pretty but I’ll wait til I’ve seen her in person.
Except when I was here by myself, we’ve always put Boots back in the sewing room at night. Every night he seems to get a little more aware that it’s almost time to go downstairs and he gets harder to find. Last night, we searched and we could not find him at all. Vince was ready to go to bed about 11 and I told him I’d take Boots down when If found him. I never found him. I’m almost sure he’s hanging out in our closet and I figured when I turned the shower on in the bathroom, and closed the bathroom door so as not to wake Vince, that would mean Boots could come out of the closet and be in in the bathroom but he couldn’t get out of the bathroom . . I knew I’d find him then but wherever he was, he never came out. I woke up this morning and he was sleeping at the foot of our bed. I’m not sure that I care if he sleeps there. I have a feeling Vince is not going to want that to become an every day occurrence. We may have to start keeping our bedroom door closed to keep him from going in there and hiding. We’ll see . .
I’m going to Chad’s today to get Addie’s “stuff” (clothes, George, Yoda, giant unicorn pillow, computer . . whatever else she brings) so I’m anxious to meet the new cat. Addie has named her Evangeline.