Olivia and I took Miss. Puss back to Gloria yesterday. Seems every Saturday at our local Pet Smart there are adoptions going on. Taking her back was tough, she went in the cage 'Boots' was in and he went in the carrier. Seeing her huddled in the corner of a cage was heartbreaking.

While I was filling out paperwork for Boots, an older couple came over to me and asked me questions about Miss. Puss - they saw me bring her in. I told them all the wonderful things about her and did add she needs to be the only cat. Their cat had recently died and they had no other pets! They seemed really interested in her and asked to hold her. I really hope they took her home!

So now we have Boots:

I hate the name but that is the name he was given at the shelter and the Witchlets love the name. I was thinking Figaro, like in Pinocchio:

Boots is a 7 month old neutered male and he and Gary get along famously. There has been no hiding by either cat, no hissing, growling, bullying or marking territory. The downside? Boots was either on my head or on my face all.night.long. and if it wasn't me, it was CJ he smothered.

The Witchlets call Gary 'Gary the Snail' (SpongeBob) and now they call Boots 'Boots the Monkey' (Dora)