The Apartment Is Too Small For This Crap!
Hubby and I adopted another cat. Meet Charlie.
I’m not sure if that’s a wonk eye or if he just likes to wink at people. He’s two years old and he has a neurological problem that makes his legs wobbly. We’ve decided that the name Charlie is short for Charles Xavier, who also has bad legs.
We just brought him home today so Cassie, our Queen Diva, is not happy. We’re keeping them apart until she will sort of accept him.
She’s only laughing on the outside.
Anyway, he was returned once to the SPCA and that’s not going to happen again, if I can help it. He’s now part of the family, so we’ve got to be patient for a couple of weeks. Keep your fingers crossed that Cassie will accept him and not kill us all while we sleep.
