Me, to Kristy, who adopted Tupper The Cat from Hell, who not only would sooner bite your hand off than look at you, and came down with bladder stones to boot:
"Hey Kristy, How is that monster cat of yours. Do you need food?" (in my invitation to the open house--fyi, Tupper is on a ph adjusted diet)
"It's been such a long time! How are things? I actually moved to Florida. I drove down with both my cats which I was worried about but they did just fine. They love it here as much as I do! I'm still feeding them low ph food and there haven't been any problems. Oh, and we've figured out that all calicos are mean. What do you think? Well, at least she's pretty. And she has her nice moments every now and then for a short time. :-) "
Calicos and tortis are all insane. They may not all be mean, but they all must be watching invisible purple marmosets run around the room, because they live in their own world (Tupper, on the other hand, is a handful. She's a damned lucky cat to have such a caring owner. She was a bottle-raised single kitten, and they can turn into biters, the little furballs).
Then I emailed Megan:
"On 12/6/05, AmCat info <email@example.com> wrote: Hey Meg, If you're interested, we are having an open house at our cat facility on Saturday. It would be great to see you if the timing is right for you..."
"Thanks for the invite Susan!
I certainly wish I could be there...Dean and I have moved, and Dean is now a Harvard cat!...He has been doing pretty well, he is an absolute riot and a very active cat, he can jump ridiculously high and seems to have no problem jumping down from massive heights, so he's turned into a real daredevil...Anyways, I hope the open house goes well, and I certainly wish I could be there! Thanks again for all you've done for me as well as other cat-adopters. I really appreciate it! -Meg"
(personal stuff is cut out).
I find it rather ironic that the abandoned bedraggled kitten that MARK could not turn away when a neighbor showed up at the door, is now a Harvard Cat. Every cat that Mark would rescue would probably be a Harvard, Yale, Oxford, or Cambridge Cat.
I love seeing where our adopters and their cats end up.
Which is why we have a party every year. If we didn't, we'd never find the time to reach out to everyone who has been so wonderful to us...even when I've ignored them this entire year. I've been very neglectful since last December, and every return email is truly a gift.
Thank you to everyone who writes back!
(P.S. Send pictures)