On April 26th Bodhi went home with his new mummy and daddy. Shelley and Nigel have a 3-year-old cat named Marvin who really wants a buddy to play with, so that's the plan for Bodhi. In addition, the family comes with two older females (Janga and Charlie) who're bonded and who are tolerant of young cats. They all live in a 3-storey townhouse, so lucky Bodhi will have stairs! I haven't had a home with stairs for over 30 years, and to my mind stairs are a kitty's dream: so many great adventures can be had galloping up and down stairs.
I have great hopes for Bodhi's life with Shelley et al., but I sure miss him. If they sent me emails about what he's doing and how he's feeling three times a day, I'd be happy as a clam. But like most of the rest of us, their lives don't revolve around correspondence so I wouldn't presume to ask them for that. That's one of the hardest things about fostering. You want to know how your wards are doing long after they've moved on to their forever homes, but you have to accept that they've got new lives and you're no longer part of them. You have to let go. All I can do is pray for little Bodhi....
He was the closest to adopting that I've come. I wrung my hands for a few days there, but finally decided that Shelley and Nigel were a God-send and very much my answer. I do believe he'll be happier with them than he would have been with me and Georgy, who spat and hissed at him no matter what he did. Bodhi's a kitty-friendly guy and he needs someone to play with.
So Georgy and I are on are own again. She's been super nice to me ever since, almost like she's saying "Thanks for ditching that awful boy - I'm so happy he's gone and I love you to pieces for getting rid of him!" ...Such an attitude - oy!
Now it would be so nice if I could foster a pair of small kittens to ease the transition....
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