fireun | Of ferrets and cats and family.

I woke up in the wee hours this morning to some suspicious sounds, and oddly intent interest from the cats. And then Ferdinand flapped around his cage in irritation.

And then a ferret wandered across my bed.

With a whimper that was half exhaustion half fury, I started launching myself around the room trying to catch ferrets before Lord Phaedrus.

djkc did not secure the cage the night before, and the kids decided to go exploring. Molly was on top of Ferdinand's cage (she wants to nibble on him something awful). Celia was playing happily amidst the clutter I mean't to clean up days ago. Alex was on the bed trying to find a good place to sleep. Alicia was heading towards the closet. Oliver was...being Oliver, which means generally being over excited and falling over his own feet and into things. I rounded up the kids while snarling at Phae to stay right where he was, secured them into the cage, and tried to get some more sleep.

It didn't work out so well. Celia was super excited the door was open once, and was convinced it she kept poking at it that it would open again. And the cats now thought it was play time. And Ferdinand was disgruntled.

So I got up and started planning for the day.

Today I drove to Rochester to bring my sister a cat. She has been wanting one for some time, and I thought a nice, therapeutic snuggle cat was just what she needed with the year we had. I talked it over with her, we discussed the pros and cons and ifs and whens, and yesterday I grabbed a mountains of supplies, paid a year of a health plan on the cat, and then carted a gorgeous 3 year old female Birman named Priscilla to Rochester this morning.

It was 100% worth it. I have not seen my sister that happy in ages. The cat took to her immediately, and she seems enamored of Priscilla as well. It was exactly how I wish every adoption would go. My sister being that happy made my parents happy- everyone was waiting at my sisters home to meet the new family member. It was as close to perfect as the family has been in a long time.

I am exhausted, my fibro really disagrees with the decision to drive 6 hours through wind and snow in one day, but I am also grinning like a maniac. I think I will sleep well tonight.