I'm back at my foster home, with my aunties and uncles! I'm so
happy to be back here! I've been running around for the last half hour, getting reacquainted with everything and getting lots of loves from my foster family, humans and other kitties.
Foster Daddy and Foster Mommy came over this morning to get me out of the wall behind the basement stairs, but I wasn't hiding there! I found an even better hiding place! It was still in the same area, under the stairs, but I was hiding behind and under a shelf in the pantry area under the stairs. I'm very proud of my hiding skills that my momcat and my dadcat taught me!
Foster Daddy and someone from the house took a mini fridge out, then moved the shelf. The man from the house called to me, and I came running out. I ran around the living space, up on the fireplace hearth, then ran around the living space again. Foster Mommy stood by the stairs to catch me if I ran that way, but I ran mostly around the open space. Foster Daddy followed me, and finally pinned me down as I ran by the couch. He called to Foster Mommy, who brought the carrier over and they put me in it. Foster Mommy took me into the bathroom and petted me through the carrier while Foster Daddy and the man put the pantry area back in order.
I cried the whole way home, wanting to be let out of the carrier. I hate cars! I did lick Foster Mommy's finger and put my paws against Foster Daddy's hand, headbutting his hand, but mostly I cried and tried to dig my way out. When we got very close to home, though, I smelled my marsh! I calmed down right away, started purring, and kneaded away at the carrier with a big smile on my face.
I'm going to be here for a couple weeks, then Foster Daddy and Foster Mommy are going to talk with the other people interested in adopting me. They are going to e-mail the other people sometime this week and tell them what happened, then see if the people who wanted to adopt me are still interested and if they would work with me if I hid again.