Throwback Thursday: Sookie
A couple of weeks ago, I did a post about Terry, from the True Blood Six. Today’s post is about his sweet sister, Sookie!
Are you saying to yourself, “Golly, it’s odd that she’d focus on another True Blood kitten so soon after she focused on Terry? I wonder why that is.”
YOU KNOW WHY IT IS.
Sookie was returned to the shelter on Monday. The story is kind of confusing, but it sounds like the person who adopted her left her with a friend and moved away. The friend tried to integrate Sookie with her cat, but the cats didn’t get along, and so she brought her back.
I’m sad that she’s been returned, but I’m glad that she was brought back to Challenger’s House! (The adoption counselors always make a point of telling the adopters that Challenger’s House will take the cat back at any point in the cat’s life, but not everyone seems to remember that.) I got to see Sookie for a few minutes Tuesday evening at the shelter. She was still nervous about the other cats in the cat room, but by yesterday morning she had come out of her carrier and was hanging out on one of the cat trees.
Susan said that Terry came right over to greet Sookie, but then she hissed at him, and he hissed back. I’m hoping that they become friends. I don’t expect that they’ll remember each other, but stranger things have happened!
I did take pictures of her, but it was at night and none of mine came out. Luckily, Susan snapped a couple of pictures of her, so here’s Sookie, all grown up!
Her eyes are in really good shape, though she does benefit from having drops put in them once a day or so, just like Terry. She’s sweet and friendly and loved being petted. If you’re in the market for a sweet, friendly, lovable girl with soft, silky fur and a talkative nature, let me know. Terry’s still available for adoption, too. They’re considered “special needs”, but all they need are drops in their eyes once or twice a day to keep ’em comfortable.
I had wondered, after the stress of being spayed, if Molly would warm up to me due to the relief of being “home.” She was really quiet and subdued the night after she was spayed. When I went in at bedtime, she was curled up in a bed with both of her brothers. They jumped out and ran over to the snack plate, but she stayed where she was for a few minutes, and let me pet her. Yesterday morning, though, she was back to her usual skittish self. I did get to pet her for a while longer than usual when I took in some new toys and she was distracted, but she’s nothing like her brothers, who both piled into my lap to be petted. I have faith that time will convince her that I’m not so bad. It’s really only been two weeks that they’ve been here, after all.
2013: “Hallo, lady, there is a SECOND treat this morning, perhaps?”
2012: Stripey believes he can flyyyyyyy.
2011: When Gracie wants to play, George has no choice.
2010: No entry.
2009: I! HAZ! A! COMPLAINT!
2008: Lem gets very excited at snack time.
2007: Some time later, I was awakened by the sound of an angry screaming wildcat.
2006: Catie and her kittens.
2005: No entry.