Pet Helpers foster kitten, Tori, had her adoption finalized on December 22 and moved from her foster home to her forever home that evening. What I will miss most about Tori is how much she loved playing tag or hide-and-seek with us. She is a ball of energy, and to watch her run through the house and bounce off the walls (literally) was always entertaining. Even with all her activity, she was also a kitten that enjoyed sleeping her nights away at the foot of the bed, hanging out on the back of the couch when we were watching TV, and would also enjoy some cuddle time in our lap.
Foster cat, Indigo, is unfortunately not in the house as she was taken to Charleston Animal Society on Sunday morning because of an injury. We had a red fox walk across the back yard and when Indigo saw it, she ran to all the windows trying to see that sly fox again. In the process, her tail was caught in the back of a dining room chair and she was unable to free herself until I put the chair on the floor. It was traumatic and she has fractured her tail in the process. Charleston Animal Society made radiographs and they are keeping her on pain medications, and they believe it will heal on its own.
So, what does a foster mom do whenever there aren't litter pans to be cleaned, cats to be fed, felines to be played with, or babies to be loved on? This morning, I don't know. Whenever we are an empty nest, I wake up during the night and my first thought is I no longer have a furry bed buddy. My morning routine is lazy. Whenever I want to hug or pet on a furbaby, there aren't any. The physical work that is involved in fostering isn't missed this morning, but there is an overwhelming need to have one of God's creatures in the house. Watching morning TV doesn't come close to matching the laughter I have when watching fosters.