Hi, I'm Maggie from the Temp Agency

The Human:  

Last Monday, in the throes of sadness over the departure of Spitty only two days before, and  feeling the emptiness in my house, I got a phone call from a woman I know from feeding the McChonkersons. 

"Hi," she said hesitantly. "I know you just lost your kitty, but.... Well, I hope you don't feel this is insensitive, but we need a foster placement for a kitty whose devoted owner is not able to have Maggie with her for a month or two, and I was thinking...."

Honestly, I couldn't get the "Yes" out of my mouth fast enough. It was perfect--helping the kitty and her owner, and having a furry friend around to care for and talk to. She arrived Friday. A Transition Cat, so to speak.

                                                                          Maggie:  

Hmmm, we'll see. So far, so good. I am super-confused though. After being at the rescue place for 5 days and getting used to that, now I find myself in a stranger's bedroom! And I don't even remember getting all nipped out and picking somebody up in the backyard!

 

I had a rocky first night Friday, but yesterday my Real Mom came to visit me and so now I feel better. I am eating and getting pets and brushies and all in all, life could be worse. This lady seems okay, but I am withholding judgment till I've been here for maybe a full 48 hours!

This person assures me I will have a chance to talk some more in a few days. I mean, she seems trustworthy, right? I'm sure she would never make an empty promise!

 

My Spitfire

2004- February 27, 2021

His Royal Highness

Heartfelt thanks to Ann Adamus of Zoolatry 

and our talented friends at Meezer's Mews & Terrieristical Woofs

(Nearly) Wordless Wednesday:Breakfast with the McChonkersons

Sunday Selfie: Good Day Sunshine

 

Phew!  Just made it!  Honestly, the Human is losing brain cells by the minute now! I reminded her and reminded her of her commitment to post on Sundays, and she kept saying, "Yes, Spitty, I know, Spitty. I won't forget," and here it is 8:15 p.m. on Sunday night and clearly she *did* forget. Must I do everything? In compensation, she says, she does have a mid-week post or two almost ready to go. One of them is my favorite, heh heh.

We had 🌞 today after rather a damp and dreary week, during which we didn't even get that much rain. But we guess we'd rather live with our ongoing dry winter than endure what the poor Texans are dealing with. Hope all of you kitties in and around the Lone Star State are doing okay!

Sunday Selfie(s): Happy Valentine's Day!

Well, I take it as a good omen that she managed to help me for the 2nd Sunday 

in a row. And I am liking the odds that #3 will be coming up soon! (We might even work a mid-week Wordless Wednesday in one of these weeks, too). We hope all you Kitties (okay, and your Humans, too) have a wonderful day full of roses and chocolates catnip and toonas!

Bonus!

Our feral friend Grayson says....

"Valentine's Day? What is this tomfoolery? I mean, what's a 'Valentine'? Let's have food day. Yeah, that's the ticket all right. FOOD DAY! Now that's a concept I can really get behind."

Ugh! We Know, We Know

What can we say except we missed you! The new plan, that maybe she can stick to: We will post on Sunday Selfies and see how that goes. The truth is she's lost her blogging mojo--I have not! But she misses everybody and wants to keep a toe in the Blogosphere. We do lubs you!

Happy Mew Year! and Just in Time, Too

I know every one of you, Human and Feline alike, are as happy as we are to say a completely unfond farewell to the Dumpster Fire that was 2020. 

The Human says I look kind of worried in this photo, but I told her I just need a few more days to make sure it is *really* gone  ::looks over shoulder::

So far, so good.