Dear Diary Thursday.....Part deux.....

Call it my "sixth sense", call it "womanly intuition", call it my "spiritual guide", call it whatever, but I went with it and did not adopt the cat. She looked better, she felt better, she has "adjusted" and will make somebody a wonderful cat. I went to Petsmart, I took Mom with me, we both held her, we both loved her, we both talked to her, and we both got the same impression....that "something" was wrong. I have felt that way all day, and I have learned by some very painful experiences, to trust my instinct. She will be fine.....with somebody else.