Sometime in late July my friend Jodie had to make a really tough decision. She has/had 3 cats. Callie, Julia and Bennie. All outside cats, with claws and all. She felt that she wasn't giving them all that they needed so she decided to try and find them a better home. Because Callie and Julia are mother and daughter she decided to give them to this amazing family that lives in the country and keep Bennie for the time being. P.S. Callie is also my tabby kitty-Chloe's mom.
On the same day our friend April convinced us to try sweaty yoga at Sunstone Yoga. Jodie asked if she could leave the cats at my house while we went to yoga. We kept them in their crates in the garage with food and a fan blowing on them. They were not happy and I was totally distraught as I am sure you can imagine. I just kept thinking how hard it would be for me to give my cats away. I might cry right now just thinking about it. Jodie was having a hard time too.
While this was happening, Jason was playing disk golf with a friend and he was totally oblivious to the craziness ahead. He left his phone at home so he didn't get any of my texts about the cats staying in the garage.
When I got out of hot yoga I had 4 missed calls and a few freaked out text messages from my silly husband. He was totally upset, confused, anguished and as he says it hurt him to see those kitties in the heat like that. (and he says he doesn't like cats) He called me as I was driving home and he was yelling about Callie getting out of the crate. Callie is part feral so she is a total bad a**!! He said she was banging her head against the door and when he came back out to check on them she was gone. He was TOTALLY FREAKED out! It is funny thinking about it now-was not so amusing at the time-eek! So I got home and J and our neighbor Phil had cornered Callie under Phil's truck across the street. Phil told me that she would run away if I came too close. I laughed and said "do you know who I am?" I walked up to the truck, bent down and said in my sweet voice "Callie, come here!" And OF COURSE...she came right to me. I grabbed her and she was happy in my arms until Jodie (her mom) came up to the house. It was so funny! She was definitely mad at her. She started to freak out and we were trying to get her in the crate...she was none to happy to be put back in jail after busting out. She thought I was saving her...tear! It had to be done. So, Jodie gave her and Julia to the nice family that lives in the sticks and they are having the time of their lives chasing mice and meeting new friends. I guess I am happy for them...and Jodie's tough decision has turned out for the best.
