Cindy Arrived in Cambridge!

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!

Cindy is Going to Her New Foster Home Tomorrow

Cindy, my sweet little all-gray hoarding house foster cat, is moving back to Cambridge, Massachusetts tomorrow. I am so excited for her and her future. I love her, but she can’t thrive here where there is a brooding large Wave-cat to chase her back into her carrier-cave all the time. This is one of the few times where I’ve been most excited to see a foster move on.

Cindy and her brother came to me on May 6, 2018. Cindy and her brother Roscoe (formerly Zinfandel and Rose–pronounced like the wine) were in a tiny carrier, huddled together in the carrier in their cage in the isolation room at the Cambridge PetSmart. I started blogging on them on my first blog, Digital (Word) Diaries, to keep a record of when they arrived and how they made progress. Roscoe became friendly first and we did separate them. Here I am six months and ten days after Cindy and Roscoe came to me. It’s a milestone.

Cindy is friendlier, but not all the way there yet. I’m hoping her new place is where she can blossom. Her brother was found by his new adopters to have cataracts at a young age and I am hoping she gets friendly enough to be examined for this as well.

Her foster-to-be from my former rescue group, Broken Tail Rescue, has one cat and a husband. Fewer cats and more people! Way to go for socialization! Also, if Cindy needs more vetting she won’t be up here in Maine any more, far away from the services BTR uses.

I’ll post an update on the trip and drop-off tomorrow.