Wow! I was blown away by all of the positivity with regards to
our potential adoption of Annie's look-alike!
I am always so nervous when a new animal is on the horizon...
and what I am starting to learn is that it always seems to work out.
Take Ivy, for example....
This little gal has adjusted to her new home famously!
She has mastered the cat door in the utility room door...
so she has access to food and water and litter box whenever needed.
This area also gives her a dog-free zone if she desires one.
As for the dogs...
introductions were made yesterday.
Sam, eternally curious, was first to come nose to nose with little Ivy.
He sniffed and she wrapped herself around his legs, purring, purring.
Meeting Annie was uneventful... a few sniffs and curiosity was satisfied.
Oakley could have cared less.
He's not particularly a cat man.... can take 'em or leave 'em....
preferring to just ignore 'em.
While we are on the subject of cats...
Yesterday, while in the barn, I noticed that Bobby was scowling.
Why? you ask.
Because the workshop half of the barn, where the kitties live,
is apparently going to the birds.
The two Lucilles were hanging out in the workshop.
It seems at least one of them has taken over the cat bed on top of the barn refrigerator...
and made it her private nesting bungalow.
Every day there is a fresh egg inside.