A happy ending to the last post, Home by Another Way. Last week, once again I went by another way, this time on a trip out. I saw a woman from my neighborhood walking her dog. She’s someone I’ve been wanting to introduce myself to, and so, having a few extra minutes, I stopped the car and did just that. As Terry and I were talking, we heard a noise. “Is that a cat?” she asked, looking under my car. Lo and behold, there was another wee fur person who seemed the same age as the three who’d died a couple of weeks ago (see Home by Another Way).
Well, one thing led to many more. Terry took her dog home, I put the adorable fluff ball, by now trembling because of the hubub, in the car close against my chest and drove to Terry’s. We managed to get the eight-week old baby into a laundry basket with water (and some dog kibble to flavor it) and I drove away, promising to put the word out to friends as soon as I returned.
Long story short, little Minerva Hildegard (Minnie, for short) was adopted by 6:00 that afternoon and is now living happily with another Amy in Wake Forest. Both Mama and baby are doing fine