The day Wendell passed over, yet another cat was brought into the Shelter..... I even saw him and said hello but was so distracted by wanting to be back at Wendell's side I didn't pay him as much attention as I normally would. One of the vets mentioned in passing that this cat would be perfect for me.... I still didn't take much notice. The photographer who volunteers at the Shelter even sent me a photo of him - and because I was so distressed about Wendell's death I still took no notice. The owner of the shelter rang me this week to come have a look at this little guy and as I was going in today anyway, I said yes. And have to say I did wonder if maybe Wendell was behind the scenes up at the Bridge pushing us together.... This poor little guy has had an awful time. He was found outside in the cold one night, unable to move, and was handed over to the Shelter. Who knows how long he was out there, how scared he must've been.....even more so because he is blind and deaf. I wonder if he was paralysed with fear, as there is nothing at all wrong with his mobility now... My heart breaks when I think of him out there all alone afraid, injured and hungry (he is so, so thin - I took a pack of cooked chicken in for him today and it was like he has an internal vacuum cleaner, it disappeared so fast...). He is between 8 and 10 years old and also has a heart condition. Of course the pair of us fell in love immediately - he is desperate for affection and reassurance and I am bringing him home (to spend the rest of his life in total bliss) next weekend. He told me his name (and I am going to be a laughing stock at the vet when they call him in for his next check-up), he is called Clarence Purrbright. So - it's going to be a long week, waiting for Mr Purrbright to have a final check-up and his second vaccine.... but I am already making preparations for his arrival.... Now. Who wants to see a picture?? Oh, and look - what a lovely way to celebrate my 2000th post!