Adopted on Boxing Day

Today is the second day of Christmas, the feast of Saint Stephen, Boxing Day. It’s a good time, I think, to announce that Moxy will be adopted. I’ve decided to keep the Mixer with me.

There are several reasons for keeping him, aside from the fact that I like him and he seems to like me. Whether rightly or wrongly, I feel that outsider cats (and Moxy was an outside/inside cat) deserve to stay in the home to which they’ve become adjusted, to which they’ve adapted. That, of course, is not always possible, nor is it always preferable. Nonetheless, I think they have a certain proprietorial interest in the home into which they’ve been accepted.

As well, Moxy is the Mixer, and a great asset to a household which fosters other cats, especially shy ones. I believe it is because of Moxy that Sable has done so well in adapting to the indoor life. They are friends, and certainly, though Moxy doesn’t quite reciprocate her feelings to the same extent, Sabe is very fond of her fat-headed chum.

Then there is his relationship with the other cats. Though he may annoy others from time to time, most tolerate the Mixer. He seems to exude a confident harmlessness. Take for example, his warm and peaceful relationship with Brazil.

Then there is his character. He is simply a friendly, amiable fellow. Besides, his periodic moments of leaving his body behind to stare blankly at objects makes me think he is either very spiritual, or just not right in the head.

So Moxy will be staying with me. It is, perhaps, not a wise financial decision. But having cats at all is not a wise financial decision. Then again, some cats are worth the cost.