Hard Decisions

So yesterday was a holiday here, Green or Clean Monday, when the Cypriots dine on vegetables in the fields with their families to mark the start of the Lenten fast.  Nik and I spent the afternoon with our English friends and stopped to feed the cats at the park on our way home.  We were distressed to find Tweeny in the parking lot near the road where we have never seen him.  After our feeding he followed us back up to the parking lot.  As we were driving back home we saw him crossing the street and decided to go back and get him. 

We have 13 cats in the house at present, two of them handicapped, and we haven't felt right about crowding them or stressing them anymore, otherwise we would have brought Tweeny home with us long ago.  Then there is the issue of his mom, Cindy.  She would lose her best companion if we took Tweeny.   So why not get Cindy, too, you ask?  Well, as  mentioned in the previous post, Cindy is very dominant.  It would be a long upheaval for our cats to bring her in.  And it would bring us up to a total of 15 indoor cats!  ¡Ay, caramba!

So should we take them to the Paphiakos Shelter?  Would they be better or worse off?   I wish I had the answers.  Questions like this haunt us all the time. 

Meanwhile, we did grab Tweeny, at the moment he is temporarily upstairs with the young cats.  We have decisions like this to make every day.  And they are hard.

I am off to feed the park cats now, it's raining and the winds are terrible.  I will see how Cindy is getting along without him.

'Tweeny', a drawing I did of him, January 2012