For three years he's been Janet W's baby. Chris, on the other hand, is hardly a cat person, and so the couple agreed that they'd find Dubbs a new home once their human baby was born. Which, as you may recall, was yesterday. Three weeks early. Which is great for the Ws and not so much for their poor newly-bumped cat. My generous brother offered to foster Dubbs till a new home can be found. Nice, right? Um, sort of. I'm allergic. Emily had a cat when I moved in last year, and she ended up getting rid of him in part because of that fun little reality. But Luke's been pining for his own cats (Cloverfield, Monster, and multiplying offspring) since he left home last June, and he jumped at the chance to not only help a friend but a feline too. It's temporary, he keeps telling me. All right. We'll see how this goes.We've nicknamed Dubbs "Muta," after the fat, cantankerous cat in Whisper of the Heart (one of my favorite movies!) / The Cat Returns. There's definitely a resemblance.
He was pretty hideous at first, attacking anybody who came near him. We had to wear pants and shoes in the living room, because otherwise he'd assault our legs! We were terrified of him! He's settled down a lot since Sunday, but we still keep him in the basement when the kids come over. I think he's scared, mostly, and hopefully he'll get used to us and our apartment. Um, and hopefully SOON he'll have a permanent home some nice place without small children or allergic asthmatics.
