I'm sorry! I know I haven't posted in two weeks, but it's been really busy here. Work has gotten busier, I've been spending extra time on a home improvement project that I will tell you about later, and I've added a member to the family.
Meet George.
I didn't want to get a second cat, not wanting to become the "crazy cat lady". But my single cat, Bailey, was getting a little squirrely being by herself all day. She needed a friend. So I started searching the shelters and found this little guy. He's two years old, so he has a lot of play in him, and being younger and smaller than Bailey, he won't challenge her dominance of the house.
Of course introducing him was full of drama. Bailey was emphatically not happy with a strange cat in her house, but he's won her over. They aren't cuddled up together, but he can sleep on the living room sofa without being attacked. I think it's going to work.
Aww. I love the name George, too. He looks like a George. And orange tabbies, well, they're classic.
ReplyDeleteAs for the fear of becoming a crazy cat lady... I hear ya. By graduate school, I had accumulated three cats (in a small apartment, too), and I started to worry. I think some friends MAY have felt a modicum of concern. Fortunately, people were too tactful to say much. Whew.
Either way, two cats in a large house is far from crazy-cat-lady-dom. You're safe.