Cindy endured the 4.5 hour ride on various highways down to Cambridge. I forgot how busy the Whole Foods in the mall used to get–and still does. It was gridlock in that parking lot. I had to pass this and the PetSmart location of Broken Tail to get to the new foster home. Cindy didn’t die of a heart attack or anything, but she did “spit” at me at the rest area when I was looking into the airholes in her carrier and talking baby talk to her trying to see her eyes and make sure she was ok. She was ok! Just upset and she expressed that clearly.
She was resting and adjusting in the carrier when I left her new place. She will have one friendly cat friend. He is a male and black-and-white (like Wave) but he is REALLY good with the fosters, becomes friendly, and helps all the shy ones along. If she can get over her association of fear with a full-grown B&W cat I think she will do very well.
The carrier ended up being NOT the one I called “Cindy’s Carrier” for most of the time she was with me. This morning, she preferred to catnap in the large plastic top-loading carrier. It had two clean, comfy new cat blankets in it and was covered almost completely. I just added a towel on top and closed the door. I’ve now donated that carrier so it can be with her.
I’m grateful to Broken Tail Rescue for coordinating Cindy’s transfer to a new foster home and for Broken Tail’s foster network. As her new foster mom said, “they always get adopted.” And they do!