Various Updates

On The Cat:

There is no sign of Sasha Cat anywhere. It's like she vanished into thin air. I am So Sad. I keep thinking her little kitty face is going to appear outside the window, doing her silent 'Mao!' to be let in if it's closed (we don't have screens in many of our windows, which is why she became allowed outside to begin with when we moved here - we literally had no way to keep her in, especially after that time she leaped off of the second floor porch into the tree!). I miss hearing her purring, and seeing her curled up with Josie in bed.

Josie, for her part, has been taking this well. So well, in fact, that I dared to breathe the Unspoken; Kitty Mao might not be coming back. Josie was not quite ready for that idea, I think, and looked very upset, so I immediately launched into how fat she was probably getting off of the squirrels she's been catching, etc, which made her laugh, to picture Sasha rolling around on the floor, all fat. It's been five days, though, and in all seriousness, I think that she is in reality not coming back.

I have never had this happen. Sasha, and our other cat, Fiona, who we had to give away because one she turned a year old she and Sasha had a literal peeing contest all over the upstairs of the house, were my first cats ever. I was not prepared for how much I would like them, having been a dog owner all my life. I mean, I liked other people's cats and whatnot, but I didn't know I would be Into cats. I can't imagine a dog running off like that and not wanting to come back. Hell, I can't even PEE without Baci trying to stand between my legs, never mind leaving me entirely!

I don't know what we'll do after this. I imagine that Josie will want another cat, someday. I just don't know. After we gave Fiona away, she ran away from her new house (she was practically feral, though, which was part of the problem with her), and now Sasha has left our home. Maybe it's that they were both adopted, and they had both had some history of being outside before we got them, that has led us to this point. I just can't imagine asking for this kind of thing again. But, we did love having a cat. Even DH admits that he's sad.

Sigh.

About the Hamster:

Patrick has not yet asked to get another hamster, so we haven't. I imagine the next time we go to the store, he will ask for one, and I will get it then. He did mention Aniken today, in his Head Count of Boys In The House, and when I reminded him that we didn't have Aniken anymore, he just said, 'Oh, yeah' and moved on. Phew.

As for the Teasing:

So far, it hasn't happened again. I had a conversation with Josie's friend's mom, who had also been in the classroom last week, and she was as horrified as I was, so I told her how I had been to the principal, and suggested that she go as well. I'll be in there tomorrow afternoon again, and if things are still the same, maybe I'll ask (or suggest) that I could wander around among the students, 'helping them' to stay on track, rather than doing the one-on-one thing for awhile. Maybe having a roving police force is more what she needs at the moment. Or a roaming sniper. Either way.