Well, we decided to take Annie. I couldn't stand the thought of her going to a shelter even though I know there are tons and tons of kitties who are homeless or in shelters. Actually, we knew all along we were going to take her in, but I was hoping to find her a home. Two senior kitties in a small apartment makes it very difficult to bring in another kitty.
Last weekend we met Annie's owners. They are a young married couple and also have a dog. They are actually quite nice, and I didn't press them on why they insist they have to give up Annie. I don't understand that decision. It's just strange because they had all her vet records, took good care of her it seems, gave me all her belongings, took her to the vet earlier this week and bought us food and litter. It just seems like irresponsible people wouldn't do all that.
I picked her up today. She's never lived with other cats but she's very afraid of their dog. Unfortunately, I don't have a room for her to be separated from Lucy and Simba. She's afraid of them and they're afraid of her, so there has been some hissing, growling and swatting. Annie has been under the bed for the last few hours. We've shown her the litter box a few times and I'm just hoping she'll use it when the time comes. It's 9:30 in the evening right now and she hasn't used it since coming here at 2:30.
I hope I'll have better news about all this within the next few days. Right now, we're all stressed and crabby. I feel so sorry for the cats. Annie is so scared and spent the whole afternoon desperately trying to find a hiding place. She hasn't eaten or drank either. Well, at least she has a home. I just hope she'll be happy here. I also hope Lucy and Simba will be happy and content again. I remember when we brought Bucky home that they never felt comfortable with him.