well the lady came, she did not seem to know for sure if it was Bobo, I think it was not, but she wanted to take him, I let him go, but now I don't know if I have done the right thing, it all happened too fast, I felt pressured because of needing to find him a good home, and now I am heartbroken, I just don't know if I have made the best choice for him.

I cannot tell you why, perhaps it was because I wanted him so much, he is going to a home with lots of other animals, another cat, older who probably won't be bothered by him,and four children, he just seemed so scared, and I am worried the children will be too much for him, I just feel bad, I did get her phone number and asked if I could ring to see how he is getting on, she was fine with that, and promised she would do all the right things, like vaccinations etc, but people can tell you anything if they want to.

I have no reason to doubt her, I just cannot explain how I feel,I have told her if it does not work out to let me know and return him to me.

I felt like such a mean person giving him to them, he was so happy and content and loved here, he was so scared of them all, I know that is to be expected, but it hurt to see him, as I loved him so.

Melissa is handling it very well, kids are so resilient, me I am a basketcase, I know why I can never foster, I am just too emotionally weak to handle it all.

BTW Finn's mom he was a tabby, but not an orangie, should have some pics up and running soon.

Life sucks so much at times. He had the best home and it was here.

Right now I just hate myself.

I can't help but feel resentful towards my husband, as I would have said yes, it only took him to agree, and he just thought it not a good idea, I guess he was right and being practical, but still I feel upset at him.