Then, got ready to go to what sounded like an iffy rescue. Another woman without a home wanted me to keep her cat. Of course she wanted to GET a home, and take her back at that time...to digress, just watched a wrenching movie Dogtown Redemption, about the folks, mostly homeless, who live by collecting what used to be recycling material and trading it for cash. Archie's former caretakers had lived by doing this till the (it must have been) Alliance Recycling in Oakland shut down. Small world. Then the S.F. Chron had a big feature about the many, many homeless camps in Oakland...
Toffee is here on my desk, VERY happy to be home, won't leave me alone. My face is in his fur.
I pick up the woman at the E.C. BART station, and we make a plan. She had been renting a cement floored garage (no windows, water, kitchen: a garage) and things got bad. She left June 7, and the folks agreed to keep her cat (who turned out to be a lovely Tortoise-shell colored lady) Well, that didn't go well either, and the cat stayed outdoors...in a pretty urban but safe enough part of Albany. She was not sure she could get the cat...find the cat...would not venture onto the property, but...we made a plan, I stayed in the car, and she went to the sidewalk and called around for her Mookie. Mookie appeared right on time, and let herself be carried over to and put into the carrier. Not often does it go this smoothly!! We got Mookie home, and into the big cage in the living room we had ready for her. The woman stayed with her a long time, reassuring her that she would be safe now, and cared for. She is a smart one, and figured out quickly that she could exhale a bit. she'll do well.
It was shaping up to be a spectacular day!