I'm sorry Shatsi!

from w
Yesterday my friend came around with her 12 year old black cat and requested that Shatsi stay with us for several months. We had made a vague promise a few weeks ago that if all else failed we could help. Well, all else did fail, and here I was staring at this pretty cat who then prowled around the lounge room inspecting under every chair. She's not an outdoor cat and we would have to lock her inside for a few weeks. I was already starting to sniffle and sneeze before they arrived, but then my sniffles turned into full-blown hay fever. Peceli wasn't home yet and we waited for him to get back from taking a Fijian funeral in Melbourne. Okay, Peceli is a kind person, but now he firmly said, 'We can't do it! Our house is often full of visitors and also we come and go a lot.' Oh dear, poor Shatsi, no-one wants her! I'm sorry for Shatsi's owner who has the stress now of what to do, but I hope she finds a good home in the next twenty-four hours before her flight overseas.

Meanwhile I still sniffle and sneeze and can't go to the Interfaith Women's group today which would have been interesting as two of the women are going to talk about their son's weddings in Pakistan and India.