One Skitten Gone

Patches is the first to go. He found a loving home with one of my sangha members, someone I know and like. Still, it's hard breaking up the little family. I moved the skittens into the guest bathroom this morning, so that people could see them without going into my gross garage.

Oscar the Diabetic Cat has come home to the garage, however. He is an insomniac yowler and undiscriminating urinator. Tim simply couldn't handle him in his tiny apartment. So back he came (Oscar, not Tim), suitcase loaded with catnip, syringes, and insulin.

The up side is that Skit is a different cat with him around. She comes out, comes near me, and if not friendly, is a lot more bold.

So now we will be left with two eating, pooping, vet-bill-incurring cats who can't live with us in the house. *sigh* The next step is to trap and spay Skit.