On another note, I brought the second stray cat of the year home today. The first one turned out to belong to someone in the neighbourhood who, no doubt, had to pay a hefty fee to get her out of the pound. So I suppose you could say I catnapped that one. I have a feeling the $250 fine I received a few weeks ago for taking my unlicensed dog to the dog park may have been a little karmic.
This new cat however, was in distress and clearly did not have anywhere to be. She showed up in the parking lot at work. As I was leaving to pick a letter up from campus, I noticed an Innovation Place employee on the phone and a very tiny, very pregnant calico looking longingly through the glass doors. It did not take long for a small group of people from the building to gather. The group seemed to agree that we should call SCAT, rather than the SPCA, but their offices were closed and the Innovation Place fellow would not, under any circumstances, allow the cat in the building - not even in the loading dock, which I thought was really unhelpful but hey, that's a crown corporation for you.
Anyway, no one seemed sure of what to do so I offered to take her home until we could reach someone at the cat rescue. The long and short of it is she spent the afternoon in Griff's kennel in our garage (heated garage if any of you are worried), but in the end someone who works for Amec in my building offered to take her home and foster her until her kittens are old enough to adopt. I'm so glad there are people like that in our world.
I should also note that Griff was extremely displeased that I faked her out by coming home for 10 minutes this morning, capped off by the ultimate betrayal of giving away her leftover chicken to a cat.
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you are so good.
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