Thursday, December 10, 2009
Molina is my office cat where I work. She comes into the office and sleeps all day, but then we have to kick her outside for the night. She used to go into the shop, where it was nice and warm, but the new maintenance man doesn't like cats and has closed off the cat door. During the summer I wasn't too worried about her because she had 17 acres of garden to live in. But with the winter, it's getting cold and I couldn't, with my soft heart (and head) let her stay outside at night with the temperature plunging to 10 degrees. So she has come home with me for the winter or until I can find some wonderful person who will give the elderly, sweet, snuggler a home. She deserves to live her twilight years in a nice, warm, loving environment. Until then, she is snuggled down in my house with 12 other cats, 2 dogs and a sun conure (bird). Doesn't leave much room for the human inhabitants, but we cope.