for Max. I just took him over to the farm on Double Bluff where he was welcomed warmly by Bill and Ron, his new friends. They showed me his new digs---a spacious shed with resident mice where he will spend the next few days getting acquainted with his responsibilities and friends. He'll be in charge of patrolling the several acre property and decimating the small varmint population both indoors and out.
This is a mostly-guys hangout, which will be a change for Max who has grown up in an all-female environment. Ron and Bill are nice guys who like cats a lot and will give him lots of love and food and interesting things to check out.
I'm sort of looking at it the same way I looked at the situation when the Favorite Son left home with his car packed full of stuff and headed for Lake Mead to work on a lake steam boat---new job, new friends, new digs. It's not as hard to accept that way----for the FS and for Max, it's the next step in life, having a good job, earning his keep, making new friends, living somewhere new.
One more thing checked off the "getting ready for retirement" list. Now where's that tissue box?
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Hopefully that will work out well for Max, to say nothing of Bill and Ron. :-)
I think it will, Robin. I hope so, for sure.
*hands Ms. Kitty a tissue* Doing the loving thing for our kids/kits sure can make for a sore heart.
One advantage of his new digs is that if you go to visit him, he'll be able to bring you presents!
You're such a wonderful person for taking this much care.
That's sweet of you, Joel. He did leave me a present which I found this morning on the deck----a regurgitated vole. It helped mobilize me this afternoon when I had a chance to catch him and take him to Bill's.
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