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Hubbyfink and I attended the Pet Adoption Meet-n-Greet at the Sterling PetCo yesterday and fell for a little orange tabby named Pumpkin. He's just over a year old and comes from a home with too many cats in West Virginia. We put in an adoption application and will visit the shelter Monday evening to get some two-on-one time and see if he'll be a good addition to our household.

I was very good and did not get choked up or tearful seeing kitties in cages. Nor did I want to adopt all of them. I'm getting either harder in my dotage or more sensible.

Kit and Margie got poked and prodded at the vet this morning. They're both healthy; although, Kit's heart murmur has become more pronounced and she's lost a pound since her last checkup. She gets to go back in May for a chest x-ray and ECG.

Yay.

Margie was an absolute terror: she spat, she hissed, she grumbled and growled, scratched and bit. Kit was the exact opposite: lovey, exploratory, fairly patient. Margie must've put up a fight while having blood drawn because she came back with bandages around both back legs. Let me tell you how pleasant it wasn't to get THOSE off her very furry legs. My left arm has brand new perforations and my right arm has numerous angry-looking slashes.

Yay.

I also got Basil's ashes while at the vet's office. They're in a highly polished wooden box. I'm not sure where I'm going to store the box. I don't need (or want) to see it every day, but I don't want to accidentally stumble across it when cleaning out the recesses of the basement either. Right now, the box is on the backseat floorboard because I forgot to take it inside when I took the girls back home.