I forgot to mention the other day, but on Saturday the man who adopted my beautiful Shadow and another really wonderful kitty from Heidi's time, Evian, came in with his remarkably well-behaved two young daughters. We spent a long time talking; it's obvious they adore both cats, and it's good to meet the people who got one of my favorites.
Andy and I had a long talk this evening. We won't be adopting Sasha. I may see if my mom wants her since she has said repeatedly she adores Sasha and that Sasha reminds her of our beloved Mandy. Plus Mom has said she would love another Aussie but they're too big, and Sasha will probably be no larger than knee-height, according to Myrtice. Given how long Myrtice has been raising foster puppies and given the size of Sasha's paws I agree. I am going to stop going out of my way to see Sasha now; it'll be easier to make the break that way.
Finally, a truly atrocious and even fatal Harry Potter pun which popped into my head. If you follow the cut tag you absolve me of any guilt and cannot physically harm me in any way, especially via launched pillows or veggies. I warned you.
Today while solving crossword puzzles at KC one of the words happened to be "Polynesian hello". One of our new cats is a beautiful pure black medium-hair named Maura. Today she jumped down when I approached one of the kitty trees and meowed at me. With absolutely no forethought I said "Aloha, Maura."