Sunday, April 6, 2008
She has been at the Animal Shelter since November of 2006.
She came in thin, dirty and starving. Someone recognized her as a cat that had been missing from her home since March of that year. Her people didn't want her any more but they did tell us that Jasmine was fifteen.
She had been on her own, scrounging for food and shelter, for eight months. At what is considered a geriatic age for cats.
At that age, she isn't a cat that most people would be willing to adopt. So she has spent the last year and a half at the Animal Shelter.
And I got to know her. She is a quiet, unassuming cat. She got along well with all the cats roaming free in the big cat room at the Shelter. All she needs is a place to live out the last few years of her life.
So she came to join us here last week.
It has gone better than I expected. She slipped quietly into the household with nary a hiss and is entertaining herself with eating any time she wants and sleeping on the foot of the bed all night.
She seems very happy to have a household around her again.