Echo left for her next adventure yesterday afternoon at five o’clock. I had been a bit worried about her the previous day, as her appetite had not been what it was, though she was in all other respects the same. But for dinner, before she went to her new foster-home, she ate heartily, wailing when she was hungry, as she seems to do. (When she stops crying for more, she’s full…for the moment.)
I had this morning a first report on Echo in her new home. She has seen Vinny and her thin little tail poofed up in warning. Vinny crawled about the room as if he were in fear of being set upon by this little orange creature. Maybe he’s found a new boss… But neither the young woman fostering them, nor the rescue-group representative handling the case thinks the encounter was bad at all; in fact, it looks promising for the two cats.
For the time being, Echo will remain in a spacious bedroom of her own when her foster-guardian is not home, though today she has the day off to spend with her two charges. I think the integration will go well - better than it would trying to get used to five other felines! If either Vinny or Echo want time alone, there is plenty of space for that, too.
Echo already has her own personality and it is one that will easily make itself felt. I believe things are set fair for my erstwhile and memorable little foster-cat.