I found a new home for Peggy, my beautiful, rambunctious kitten.
I’ve written in “Tall Tails” about a couple of the problems – her farting, her insomnia. But mostly, Peggy has too much energy for two middle-age adults and two middle-age cats.
Peggy’s new family suits her better. It includes a 3-month-old kitten who needed a feline playmate and three children who were having fighting over their tiny cat. Now that Peggy has joined them, the kitten and the kids will never be bored again.
We found Peggy’s new home through The Journal Gazette classifieds (shameless plug). When Peg’s new dad came for her, my husband lent him our cat carrier. When the man called a couple days later to say he was coming over to return the carrier, I was a little afraid he was returning Peggy, too. What a relief when he told us Peggy was getting settled in her new home and had begun chasing and playing with his other cat.
“You didn’t tell us about her gas,” Peg’s dad said with a slight smile. (We hadn’t listed that in the ad –not a great selling point.) “But I can keep up with her in that area,” he said as his wife nodded in agreement.
I felt a bit guilty that I gave Peggy away, but not THAT guilty. As I write this, Al is purring in my lap. Peggy’s in a younger, more active household and my own is back to middle-age, boring bliss.