Hallelujah, Amen! (We just sang that for Easter, and it was awesome!)
Anyway, both Blinkin and Pumpkin found new homes this weekend. After having signs up at the grocery store, where everyone puts everything in Zionsville, and having lots of people pull the little phone number tabs off but not call; after putting signs up in feed stores, especially for Blinkin who likes to spend most of his time outdoors; after asking friends and neighbors for months; I put an ad in the paper for free cats and got more calls than I imagined. Partly because I said “neutered, 12, current shots” and people wanted to know if it was 12 weeks, 12 months or 12 years (it’s years), and were they male or female? Doesn’t neutered automatically mean male? Blaik would say, “What do you expect? These are Hoosiers, after all.”
So Blinkin has gone to a home with a 9-year-old boy who loves animals and wants to be a vet, and whose previous black and white cat was misappropriated by someone on the block who refused to give him back! Needless to say, the boy fell in love with Blinkin and is no longer in tears. Pumpkin has an indoor-only downtown home with a guy (and his wife) who has always wanted a Garfield cat. He was awesome and I think Pumpkin will get spoiled. As if he’s not already.
Both families are prepared for cats who are healthy now, but may have senior-issues later. I’m amazed at how easy it was. Blessings from the Lord, I think. I was really stressing out over it before, and I’m very relieved now. Even at a no-kill shelter, they wouldn’t have survived living in cages for long, and I don’t know if they were adoptable with their age. Happy day!