I'm so sorry for your loss. I shall look forward to reading more about
WooToo' s adjustment when you're able to post.

Will, what a beautiful, sad story!  I would very much like to hear more
about WooToo - and the other kitties in your clowder (and even Bear the
d*g!!).  ;>

Purrs for you and WooToo.  I would like to hear the rest of the story.

I apologize if this is rude, but it's not clear to me if you've been
given guardianship of WooToo very recently, or if you are describing
events that have already occured.

I'm so glad you were able to take Woo in. I KNOW that it will put your
mother at peace. there are many families that won't take care of the
animals. Bless you and I look forward to more stories of WooToo.

Yes, yes, go on----MLB

.

Will, I'm very sorry for your loss.  I'm sure though that giving WooToo
a loving new home would make your mother very happy if she knew.  Who
else could care for Woo better than her beloved son?  Purrs for WooToo
to settle in happily and soon. Be extrakind and gentle--she  is
mourning this loss of her home and hoomin without being able to
understand all the reasons why.

Melissa

Beautifully-told story, Will.  Please post more when you're able.

<snip the part I wrote before>

So WooToo, who had always hidden from me, although she would come out
and get some petting after I had been in Mom's living room a few hours,
came to live with her Uncle Bill. I had my room all cat-proof and a
clean litter-box, the food she is used to and a nice bowl of fresh
water. So she hid. For days. I found evidence that she had used the
litter-box and she probably ate. But I didn't see her. For days.

And suddenly, I had a cat. She would come up on the bed and ask to be
petted. She would pull my arm with her paw if I didn't start the
skritching soon enough. It was good and my Mom was undoubtedly happy.
Not thrilled that poor WooToo had to put up with my standard of
housekeeping, I am sure, but happy. And WooToo seemed happy.

THE OTHER CATS AND BEAR

WooToo had never lived among other cats. The other cats in the house
are Himalayans and quite small. WooToo is very large. However, she
reacted with horror when any of the other cats entered the room. She
hissed like a big steam-engine. She simply evaporated when Bear entered
the room. So the door was closed. It broke my heart to deny Maggy May
and the others (except for Missy) entry to my room. However, they
didn't hold it against me. I always spend some quality time with them
in the living room and they crowd around like I never did anything to
offend them. On occasion, Maggy May just walks on into the room when I
open the door and she has seemingly made some progress with WooToo. She
sits and looks at WooToo until WooToo is done hissing, as if she is
listening to a long boring speech. Then she plays with me until I get
her to leave the room.

HER COMPUTER CHAIR

I had a very nice computer chair that I put together myself. I liked it
very much. So did WooToo. When I am in bed, she spends most of her time
on the bed. When I am NOT in bed, she wants to spend her time on the
computer chair. When use the chair briefly ,  she gives me an
occasional dirty look but she seems ok. If I spend a long time in the
chair, she does not take it well. She grumbles and gripes, head-butts
my ankle, but does not welcome the petting she seems to invite. If I
stay in the chair long enough, she does something really naughy right
on the floor. No matter how clean her litter box happens to be. So I
got a second computer chair. Hey, I had the fun of putting it together,
right. It was only money.

THE MOVE

I really expected a problem when we moved to this condo but she is
fine. The same furniture in the same general shape of room and nice
comfy carpet replacing the hardwood floor seem fine to her. She didn't
hide for any great length of time.

I dream about my mother's smiling face and she is smiling at WooToo and
I.

Will in New Haven

--

"Very well, then I exaggerate! There are things in this world a man
does well
to carry to extremes."
-Cyrano in "Cyrano de Bergerac" by Edmond Rostand