It is difficult for me to understand how Abigal could ever have been an unwanted cat - and frustrating, too. Every now and then, I stop by the local animal shelter (where the good black cat nestled down to my left came from) and wander into the cat room. There are no unwanted cats in there, because I want to bring every single one of them home with me. But I can't manage it, and so I leave, knowing that eventually a purple tag will appear on the cage doors of some of those cats - and that is not a good thing.
One day, perhaps, I will become rich. Then I will buy me at least 15 acres of good Alaska woodland, fence off one acre of it, put in the appropriate stuctures, get the license, then begin making regular trips to the animal shelter where I will seek out the cats with the purple tags and bring them back to a new home. But even that would only dent the problem.
I am glad that Abigail has her new home, along with a waiting list of those that want her should it come to that. Yet, these are the days when more and more people are living past 100, often in good health, so who knows - she could have many years left yet in her knew home.
I hope so.
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