Our new cat

Before I get on with recounting the day's activities, I need to bring up something I haven't mentioned about our blind cat Polly, even though I probably should have written about it two months ago or so. At the time it was too tough to talk about, and then I put it off because I hadn't said anything and it had been so long it seemed a bit awkward. Back in May, the day before I left on my trip down to California, Polly passed away of kidney failure. We were expecting it, really, but it was still hard when it finally happened. I think leaving on such an extended trip right afterward was probably a good thing, overall... by the time I got home, I'd dealt with missing her and I didn't really ever have to deal with the pangs of being somewhere that was "her space" without her there.

For about the past week, we've been on the lookout for a new cat. We miss having two cats around and Zoë has been showing definite signs of being lonely -- she and Polly must have been interacting much more than we ever thought... because as far as we knew, all Polly ever did was hiss at Zoë, who began to treat such a thing as just Polly's way of saying "Hi!!" Apparently they were covertly speaking to one another in the secret silent cat language the whole time. We've been definitely looking for an adult cat, since we didn't want a kitten (they're cute and cuddly and a whole lot of work), although trying to find one on the younger side. So today we headed to the Seattle Humane Society Adoption Center (which is, rather strangely if you know the area, located in Bellevue (i.e. NOT Seattle)).

( Introducing Numfar! (Pic behind the cut, too) )