I ALWAYS stop and look there.

I remember when Jeff's mom died, she left behind a cat named Fred. She had adopted him from someone else; he was her first cat and apparently had been mistreated by his first owner (not the lady she got him from). Fred hid for the first month, but finally she won him over.

We had 4 cats at the time, so we couldn't take on another. We posted ads at her church and lo and behold, a lady came forward to adopt Fred. We had quite a time rounding him up, but she managed and took Fred home.

She called us frequently to let us know Fred had settled in with her and her dog. She absolutely adored him.

About a year and a half later, she called us, crying hysterically. Fred had passed away suddenly. The vet said it could have been his heart, but who knows? She was devastated. We kept telling her she couldn't have done more for him, that he was happy with her, and that's what mattered.

It can be done. If no one had offered, I'm sure we would have managed somehow. But I think Fred was happier with her than he would have been in a multi-cat household.

I'm sure Jeff's mom would have approved, and that's what is important.