When mentally making my list of pros and cons for keeping Jeri/Jerry (below), I completely forgot a very serious reason --
Connie's eye trouble. She has an incurable infection. I dose her twice a day with L-lysine HCL, and it's made quite a difference. During her months at the shelter, and for her first few weeks here, her eyes were runny and sensitive to light. Thanks to extra amino acids and a reduction of stress, her eyes are clear. But while the infection may be dormant, it remains and it's contagious and it would have been so irresponsible to expose a 12 week old kitten to it. The virus was never a threat to Joe because he'd been vaccinated against it regularly over the last 15+ years. But the poor kitten would have no defenses.
On a happier note, Connie continues to become a bigger part of our lives. She's
very chatty, like Charlotte was, which helps me when I miss my heart-to-hearts with my major domo. There's a big difference in that Charlotte always seemed to try to convey something to me, whereas Connie's and my dialog consists of, "Look at me!" "OK!" But of course, Connie is her own girl, not a shadow Charlotte.
She's figured out that the kitty condo is more than a scratching post and perch for Reynaldo. She now knows she can curl up inside to sleep. She seems quite satisfied with her new discovery.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
I'm glad that Connie is adjusting to her new life with you and her new "brothers".
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