Ivan

I brought Ivan into the house today. He doesn't have any cat friends in the cat house and spends most of the day in a little wooden house we had made years ago -- for kittens, I think. Anyway, he's adopted it as his home and no one can bother him there. A couple of weeks ago Bob-B attacked him and tore off some hair under his chin; and Precious 2 hisses at him. So I thought of all the cats we could bring in, he was the most needy--like 50-50 was when she came into the house.

Right now Ivan is in our closet hiding in the shady part under our clothes. I think that's the way they all start out. We will see if Ivan will be a house cat or will prefer to go back in the cat house. As a house cat he will have a collar that lets him go in and out of the cat door. He is wearing the collar now, but we will have to teach him how it works--if he wants to stay a house cat.

Only time will tell. Ivan would be a nice cuddly cat, but I don't think we would ever find another cat like 50-50, who used to snuggle as close as possible to me whether I was sitting on the sofa typing on the laptop and watching TV or sleeping on the sofa during those insomniac nights. Sigh.