If all goes as planned, this little lady will be coming tomorrow to stay with me and the beasts in the Cosy Apartment. She will be called Portia.
Portia will not be with me permanently; she will be be available for adoption once I get to know her. There will be a number of adjustments I hope she will make: her food has been only hard, and not of the best quality; her litter is different than my cats’ and, perhaps as important a change for her as any, she has not previously lived with feline roommates. At eight years old, Portia has not known many people, either, so I too will be a bit of a shock to her.
I don’t think she need start out in the bathroom. I will place her in the library, where there will be comfort and light and fresh air, and also a heated towel-bed on the couch, if she wants it. Something that I am viewing with some trepidation is that she has previously been allowed out of her house (just into the house’s yard) whenever she has asked. It’s the asking that worries me a bit, especially if it comes at night.
However, I will confront difficulties when and if they arise. The goal is to make my house-guest comfortable, to put her at ease, and to get to know her, the new “Portia of our chambers”.