Gone, Again

Norbert is gone, again. She went off to Oakland, and then came back the next day after it was realized that med school and a cat don't mix well. But the very same day I learned she was returning, somebody at a facility I go to all the time said she wanted a cat. So it worked itself out. I think.

My sense of relief is not all I hoped it might be now that I've dropped her off. The saucer of milk worried me a little, and then having to answer the question, "How do you clean her?" made me a little apprehensive. But what can you do? It's not like I could say, "Never mind. I think I'll keep her."

I think I'm going to make a fake SPCA pamphlet and give it to her tomorrow. Hopefully writing some basic cat facts down will unmix my very mixed feelings about being rid of Norbert again.