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Monday, October 25, 2010
The "Kids" and their cats stayed with us for a few months until work and living situations got sorted out. They all moved into a nice apartment nearby, where they have been for a while now.
Domino was not amused by the transition to indoor living. The carpet by the front door was under perpetual claw-attack; she made a thundering dive for freedom any chance she got and had begun taking her frustrations out on poor Slinky. She was also eating herself into an early grave, expanding in every direction. Every time we saw her there was more of her to love. The final deciding factor was Son-in law's increased allergic reactions whenever he came home.
The writing has been on the wall for all to see. My house was animal-free for a very short time. Domino and Slinky moved in with us a week ago.
Domino remembers how to use the dog door and is out as much as she is in. Slinky is getting more confident and spent some time outside on Saturday, with me for company and the sliding glass doors wide open so she felt that she could make a hasty retreat, should the need arise.
They are growing on me, as fur-children do. Hubby is pleased as punch. He especially likes Bad-Domino, (who has dropped a couple of pounds already and has a much sunnier disposition).
"The Kids" came over to visit on Sunday to see how things were going. I think we all passed the test.