and here we go again with the rescue-kitties...??? <headdesk>

Barely 2wks after little Hettie appeared needing rescued in my driveway -- it's friggin' happened again... <LOLOL>

https://www.collectorsweekly.com/stories/309716-oh-dear-and-surprise

Ladies and Gentlemen, meet "Ellie/Eleanor". Fortunately she avoided the 'greasy inside a car engine parts' process when she showed up, plus Hettie has also officially been released to freely explore and play and find hiding spaces and chase Woda around the house (which only took a couple days with fortunately no bloodshed) so it was rather easier to get Ellie calmed down and fed and purring and otherwise safe in the box on the bed, while the 'integration' process still continues. As to that part, Woda mostly (like with Hettie) sniffed disapprovingly at the beginning but even more quickly went to giving me the "OH, you're *really* gonna do this to me *AGAIN*?? glares -- he'll be fine with her too. Lucy dog, also just like with Hettie, basically sniffed once or twice, allowed the requisite hiss or three from the new baby intruder without argument, then went instantly to "oh OK, whatever, I don't care about this one either -- but **I** still get the foot of the bed every nite...??" <LOLOL>

Hettie is gonna take another day or three, she's likely just a tiny bit older than Ellie, nearly certainly from another litter somewhere, and they're both baby girls meeting each other for the first time so she's still acting just a wee bit too much "diva" -- but the introduction/acclimation process is proceeding well anyway and she *will* end up being good with her new baby sister, whether she knows it or not... ;-) ;-) :-) :-) :-)

And if these sorta initial pics are too fuzzy (she's **quicker** than the camera?!) she is a completely jet black little girl, just like her new/old big brother/daddy Woda is. She came with a couple little 'scratches' of fur missing on her forehead probably meaning she escaped some other little altercation with a different critter on her way here, those were already healed.

A quick postscript that borders on 'too much information' but dammit, it does fit here...I've found in my life as well as heard from many others over many years -- that sometimes little random furball bodies (of whatever size/variety/age) have an uncanny ability to find those of WE big ole clumsy human animals when *we* need it the most, where they in turn can uniquely give a usually unexpected but often really helpful accidental dose of "UNCONDITIONAL LOVE" to help us get thru our own hard times in life. I'm sorta at one of those points in my own life now, and BOTH these precious little baby kitties are doing *exactly that* for me... :-) :-) :-) <purr><purr><purr>