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Rowling's Slightly Irregular Blog

I's Adopted fur REAL

After two false alarms, I've been adopted for good this time! A wonderful, (and patient) woman took me to my furever home Monday night.


Here's her report on my activity:

First Day
She did come out of the carrier this morning and approach me. She sniffed my fingers and let me stroke her, hissing all the while.

Yesterday
She approached me again last night and rubbed her head against my hand, but then decided she had been foolish and started hissing.

Today
I guess 2 days of solitary confinement in my bedroom was enough for Rowling. Last night she had no hesitation with me and we had an orgy of head-rubbing.

False Alarm

Dude who said he wanted to be my furever home disappeared. Poof. So I guess we're lookin' again. Foster Mom says we'll find me an even better home this time. I hope so, cause Disney still occasionally tries to snack on me when she thinks Foster Mom isn't looking.

I'm adopted!!!

Yay. I got adopted last night, despite my hissing and growling. At one point the Sour Kitten Committee called me to see if I was free to be their keynote speaker, I was so sour. But I almost fell asleep in my new furever homeowner's lap. Cept when I'd wake up, I'd go, "Aaaaiiiee! I don't know you!" and put my ears back. But he's great with the head scritchies and is interested in trying out pumpkin (whatever that is) in my food. So I think it could all be good. New places to check out!