I posted this picture on my Facebook page today. Jello looked like she was singing Miley’s “Wrecking Ball”! Hahahaha. At least in my eyes. ;o) She wasn’t really singing—duhh!!—but was chasing her hind leg. She loves to entertain herself by rolling around the ground, trying to catch her hind paw, and then biting it. Crazy. I love watching her do it, though. It’s quite amusing.
So I posted these pics online and I got a few likes and something totally unexpected: a personal message from a High School batchmate saying that she was interested in adopting Jello. Okay, if you are new to this blog, here’ a backgrounder: I got Jello from a friend who was leaving the country for good. I found a home for her but the person backed out last minute so I had to take Jello in. I said I was going to only foster her, but I knew deep inside that I was going to keep her. I talked about it here. I made it official a couple of weeks ago when I gave in and gave her a collar with my contact details.
And now someone is interested in adopting her.
I have to say that I am really torn about this. On one hand I think this is a good thing—she’s been incessantly fighting with my two kitties (Twister and Wednesday) so life would be better around here when she’s gone. But on the other hand, I’ve grown attached to her. She may be a Crazy Cat from Hell, but she’s also sweet and funny. I am going to miss our morning snuggles. She usually sits on the kitchen counter beside the sink while I wash the dishes. I will miss her company, too. I know I have to do this for the good of all the kitties—I think she will be better off as a solo cat anyway—but I’m going to miss her. 😦 I know my friend can provide her a good and loving home (she loves cats but doesn’t have one in her apartment), but I’m really going to miss my little Jelly Belly. 😦
So how do you let go?