We’re trying to get a cat. It’s harder than you think, especially if (a) you accept that buying kittens from breeders is simply worsening an existing problem of animal welfare, and (b) you baulk at tempting them away from neighbours’ houses. We’re currently in conversations with the Blue Cross, so please don’t tell them about that whole tempting away thing I just mentioned.
Our first attempt gradually fell to pieces, as the donor (someone who had apparently developed an allergy to cats, but whom I think was actually on their beam ends) simply stopped returning the charity’s calls. It’s an occasional occurrence with their “Home Direct” scheme: the donor keeps the animal until such time as a new family is found, to avoid double the relocation stress; yet sometimes, they end up unable to part with it but are too embarrassed to say so.
By that time we’d already got a little bit attached to the cat we’d never met; it was quite difficult to accept it would never be ours, so after receiving a suggestion of another animal we were relieved to hear it wasn’t via Home Direct. Instead, this particular little creature is currently residing in the cattery for the local branch of the charity. We go to see her on Friday.
I hope we meet with her approval.