Flynn was adopted! The meet and greet was amazing. He was his weird, skittish self, but very playful. They were captivated and loved him immediately. Since he left, I’ve been letting Fae run free — mostly because she wanted to, finally. She is NOT a fan of Dixie and Jemma. She hisses at them and smacks them if they get too close. Clearly she is done with motherhood. 😉
Speaking of Jemma, the other night at dinner time she didn’t come running as per usual. But I could hear her crying. I finally tracked the noise to the bathroom. As I checked the laundry cupboard the crying got louder. Oh, god! She’s behind the washing machine. Fortunately, there’s lots of room; she’d just have to find her way out. I called and called and suddenly realized the crying was behind me. I looked and there she was, trapped in the bathtub! I don’t know if she’d have been trapped if it wasn’t wet but it was. I lifted her out, dried her feet, and gave her her supper.
Dixie, as always, had fun:
She’s watching (and taunting?) Fae. 😀 And chasing her tail in between.