Hysterics

Well, that sucked for both of us. I sat in the parking lot petting Lucy for about 15 minutes until i could get it together enough to bring her in. The process was less than 5 minutes. It seemed remarkably mundane for something so emotionally charged and life altering. And then she was gone to a cage in the back and i was carrying the empty carrier back to the car. I couldn't drive right away. I was crying too hard. She was a good girl, but she just couldn't find a way to relax here or tolerate the presence of the other cats in "her" space. It was all about dominance and territoriality. I understand why her forever home hasn't found her yet, but i feel betrayed by the shelter for saying she got along well with other cats and i feel that we all betrayed and let her down. This is going to take a while to get over. For both of us. I did do some Buddhist stuff for her before she left. I really hope they guard her and find her the perfect place. Even if i asked for her.
Time to go get busy before i get all hysterical again. Be well, readers.