*whew* So...for the past week, I've been more or less hand-feeding the cat while he sat in a carrier I borrowed from a co-worker....
Today, while he was eating, I closed the carrier on him...took him second to realize he couldn't get out, then he started that sad "myaow, myaOW, myaaaoooowww..." Aw!
Pretty much the whole ride to the shelter.... I felt so bad! He was a friendly dude, and I felt guilty taking him away from his familiar territory and leaving him with strangers.
What happens to the cats that get dropped off at shelters? How do they decide if the animal is "adoptable"... and how long before they let people look at them to adopt?
My mom thinks he's cute, and she kind of hopes he's available when we get back from summer traveling...