OK, so you're going to think I'm crazy. I'll tell you that right now. You're going to say that I'm turning into the Crazy Old Cat Lady, or Noah's Ark, or something, but really, it's not true!! We've just added another cat to the mix, bringing our total to: two dogs, two cats, one bird, one baby. ;)
There's been a cat at the local Petsmart. She was rescued from the animal shelter a long time back, fostered for a long time and then finally put into the store for months and months (at least three). I've watched her for about that long, as she reminds me of my first cat, Muffin.
As the months went by, I could see her fur starting to get that look to it, the "I'm not feeling well enough about myself to bother cleaning myself" look, and I knew that no one would want to adopt her looking like that. Her file said that she was good with dogs, cats, and small children, which you almost NEVER see in a foster pet, so I told Lane that if we came back from our vacation and she was still available for adoption, I wanted to bring her home.
She was, and we did. Her name on the file was "Dinah", but I wanted to call her "Izzy" or "Dora", so we named her "Isadora Dinah Duncan". The name that's stuck, however, seems to be "New Kitty". LOL! My parents had a cat for years named "Wild Kitty", so it's not a huge stretch for me to call her New Kitty, and Lila likes it fine, too, so that's what it is. Her sheet said she was 3, but I'm guessing more like 5 or 6 - I think "three" is sheet code for "really, she's not going to die any time soon, don't worry..." :)
She's doing well here - Mimsy has had a few "issues", such as peeing in my bathroom to express her feelings quite clearly, but I think that we're now finally at a truce, if not actually living "in bliss". It's only been a week, so give it time! I've been brushing her every day, and she's starting to look much better. She's still a little shy, and I often have to hunt her down, but I'm really enjoying having her. Here are some photos (plus three bonus photos of the boys)...