Bittersweet…

Naomi, the Squitty

Fostering is a wonderful and terrible thing, two in one. Naomi was at our adoption center for about a month. It was a great surprise to everyone because she was such a cute, adorable and spunky kitten! Then, after a month, she got an application. We all missed her, but not for long.

A week after being adopted, she was returned to us. The woman who brought her back pretty much described her as a boring monster who did nothing but coward inside a bathroom and scratch everyone who tried to touch her. As it turned out, this woman lived in a house with 5 out of control children and poor Naomi was only lucky to be brought back!

Since there were no open cages at the center, I brought this wonderful little girl home, where she became the sweetest and most loving kitty of the house. She has been here since May and the only thing she hates is the thought of leaving, she will fight and scratch me if I try to get her in a carrier, probably terrified of being brought back to another mad house.

I got used to having her here, always craving my love and attention, looking for a way to get on my lap, curl up and start purring, as she is doing right now.

Well, earlier this week, I got an email from our applications processor saying Naomi had received an application online at http://PetFinder.com. Wow, it was a bit of a shock. I had kind of thought she would be here longer, or that she might never leave. I know, you must be a crazy cat lady if kitties are that important in your life, but I never said I wasn’t one…

My Squitty (because she looks like she could be 1/2 Squirrel and 1/2 Kitty) actually got a wonderful application from a couple. They have one boy cat at home who is very friendly and sweet, and decided my little girl would be a good addition to their household. And, on Saturday, my birthday, I will take her to meet with them and possibly head home with them, to her new home and life.

So, it is a bittersweet moment and I can only hope and pray that she goes to a home very different from the first place she was adopted to, where she will be happy and loved the way she deserves and needs to be.

As I sit here with her purring on my lap, a smile is on my lips, while my eyes are filled with water. I love you, my spunky little squirrel!

Naomi's first time drinking from a fountain. Can you see how much she loves it?