Phoebe

It was a warm, nice Saturday late morning. I was running errands around town - picking up the CSA from the farmer's market, grocery at Dillon's and Mama Fang's, and getting cat litter from the local Petco. For some reason, I decided to walk over to the car adoption corner. I have been over here a million of times, and even though I am always playing with the kittens and cats, none of them prompted me to adopted them - maybe there's already Mona dominating our home.

Well, today turns out to be different! I was walking past a "cubicle" that has a black kitten in it, and her name was "Bebe". I wasn't even trying to play or pet her, but her small paw reaches out from a small hole in the glass door, and tried to touch me! I touched her tiny paw, and she meowed loudly, as if saying "Bring me home, please". 

I took a blurry picture of Bebe, and sent it to Hannah. I did not know what answer I was expecting. but within 10 minutes, Hannah and I were sitting next to the in-charge, talking about adopting Bebe. The lady was super enthusiastic because black cats are usually harder in adoption, and Bebe was returned because she couldn't get along with the other cat in the previous adopted household.

Two hours later, Bebe hopped in our car, and was heading back to her new home :) We did all the necessary steps to get Mona familiar with Bebe - smelling through the door, leaving bits of Bebe's and Mona's belongings for each other etc. 

Fast forward, Mona is getting along ok with Bebe... there's a bit of hissing and small fights with each other. Sometimes, we get caught a glimpse of Mona playing chase/ hide and seek with Bebe. I think it makes Mona feel young again (or irritated, depending on the time of the day) :)

Btw, we re-named Bebe as Phoebe... and she is quite a cat :)