I received this in an email from LBK's new human this Christmas morning:

The new girl is finally out of the carrier' used the litter box and is eating. She is quite content at the moment, although I believe she is recovering from a broken heart. It is so very sad. But she is bonding with me, and trusts me completely at this point. She is very sweet and affectionate. And is still afraid of tiny Penelope Pickles! I would think that she has found her forever home. I am considering naming her either Fleur Bennett or Arwen Evenstar.

It's time to return to the kitchen and baking. Cookies for the neighbors, Mom and me. But still no Christmas tree; hopefully tonight.

Merry, Mary!


I'm so glad that she's doing well, especially since the weather has turned nasty again; cold, windy and pouring rain. My rescue friend told me that LBK wrapped her legs around her new human's neck and it made me jealous! I have to keep reminding myself that she's better off w/him. He reminds me of our own Catmandu w/the names he gives his cats.