As a joke at work, whenever I walk in and there’s a cat out the back, I always say “This one’s mine?”. Today when I did my
hilarious joke, the vet said “Yeah, this one actually can be yours”. I was like “WHAT?!?!?”.
Yesterday, some people brought in a cat to be put to sleep. They had been renting a place and keeping a cat there which was not allowed. Once the owner of the place found out about the cat, the people were told to get rid of the cat or move out. So they brought the cat to our workplace to put it to sleep. I don’t really understand why they didn’t just surrender it to an animal shelter. The vet was a little reluctant to put a healthy animal down so they said that they would take it and try to rehome it. The owners were very grateful.
It was a really sweet cat so yesterday was spent calling around animal shelters but nobody was willing to take it. And I think the plan was to put her to sleep today but then when I came to work, I was like “NOO!!!!!!”. And so now she is living with me.
Can you spot the cat?
I may have blackmailed Boy Roomie into letting us have the cat by sending him a picture of the cat and basically saying “They are putting the cat down this afternoon unless I can take him”. So we have little Millie on a trial. She already has everyone wrapped around her little finger and it’s not even been one full day yet. The big test is whether Millie will get on with Nilly, the dog. I’m not sure what will happen but at the moment, we are taking it slowly and making sure that Millie feels safe and comfortable.
I have already taken about a billion photos of her and can’t wait to go to the shops tomorrow and buy lots of fun stuff for her. So I apologise if future blog posts are cat picture heavy. I am obsessed.