With heavy heart, I have to report that, after hearing the doctor's
diagnosis of severe kidney problems and imminent renal failure, we brought
Angel back to the woman we adoped her from for whatever disposition she's
going to do. We were all very sad today.
The kids did not get the real story. For better or worse, I came up with
the following story. I told them that Angel had a sister cat, and that this
sister was going to be adopted by a family. But, I said, everyone thinks
that the two cats would be much happier together, and since we can't have 2
cats we wanted to know if it was OK for us to give Angel to this family.
Their main question was "Can we get another one?", to which we responded "Of
course you can. And you can help pick her out this time, too."
They were pretty happy about this, but sad to say goodbye to Angel. And
when I left and it was bed time, they were both pretty upset. Ellen drew a
very lonely kitten, and Katie took her "Fur-Real" cat to bed and wanted to
change her mind--wanted Angel back.
The truth is, we all do. But she's not coming back. We'll have to find a
new Angel to follow Kim around, to curl up on Ellen's bed, and to run away
from Katie and I.
And this time, Ellen requests, she should be orange with stripes. And Katie
wants one that won't run away from her.
I think we can try to accommodate.
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