… when the regular crowd (finally) shuffled in, after a busy afternoon spent at the local animal shelter. Because we generally enjoy a leisurely start to the weekend with a sleep-in and a lazy breakfast, we rarely find a reason to get out and about to endure the horrendous Saturday traffic.
On this particular Saturday though, we were on a mission. As I mentioned last week, we’ve been thinking of adding a cat to our household menagerie for a while now, so after a lot of thought and planning – we decided to commit.
True to form the traffic was an absolute nightmare, and we spent the long trip practically melting in the car (we still haven’t got around to fixing our air-con). After fighting our way through all those cars, we were very happy to finally arrive at the animal shelter, thinking that the worst of it would now over … boy, we were wrong.
It turned out to be a bit of a Shackleton experience – ‘after today, nothing will be hard, ever again’. I think we chose the busiest Saturday on which to visit the shelter, there were lots of noisy children (with really odd parents), it was hot, we were hungry, there were lots and lots of forms to fill out, and some serious waiting to endure …
But none of that really matters now, as this is a tale that ends well. After two-and-a-half hours of painful waiting we were finally able to leave with our newest furry friend. He’s four months old, a beautiful tabby mixed breed, and is just about the most affectionate cat I’ve ever met. This is ‘Jones’ the cat .
We’re slowly introducing him to his older brother Baxter the dog, so until that process is complete Jones will be reigning supreme on the lower level of our house. He’s strictly an indoor cat which means that he won’t be a danger to local wildlife, hopefully won’t be a menace to society in general, and will dissuade the growing population of wild mice from coming inside.
So, what grand adventures did your weekend bring to you? Hopefully things were a little less frustrating, but equally exciting for you?