New Cat

After our trip to South America, Curtis and I visited the Oregon Humane Society.  Andreas was allergic to animals, so we did not have any while he was around.  We had come to the shelter with essentially two guidelines: 1) Declawed cats go to the front of the line (although we wouldn't declaw a cat on our own, if one already came that way, it was fine with us); 2) No long hair.

I'm sure you won't be surprised that we broke both of our guidelines.  We saw a mostly-white cat with brown spots and beautiful blue eyes.  She was in one of the communal rooms that are three sides glass.  She made eye contact, then followed us around, apparently very interested in us.  She then began pawing at the glass door, seemingly wanting us to come inside.  She then continued to rub up against the glass door.  We were very impressed by her little show.  So impressed, in fact, that we didn't need to look at any other cats.  We brought her home

We christened her "Gladys," continuing the tradition of having cats with old-people names to them.  She is super affectionate and has been no problem at all.  We like having a pet around again.