I think I have found Trixie a home. If all goes well, I will be dropping her off in Batavia on my way to New Hampshire on Tuesday. The good news is that the couple who agreed to adopt her seem utterly unfazed by my descriptions of Trixie's "special" quirks. The bad news is that the couple already has two cats and a dog. Trixie is about to have her little world turned upside down. I think that the good and the bad balance each other out with this solution. This couple seems angelically patient with wayward animals. I believe very strongly that Trixie's new owners will make every conceivable effort to help Trixie adjust. All I can do now is cross my fingers and pray pray pray that little Trixie can, for once in her life, be flexible.
Thank you so much to all of my friends and blog readers for listening to me ramble on so much about Trixie. Please do me one last favor, and send Trixie some good, calm vibes to help her on her way to her new life. Now that this is pretty much settled, I am so sad. I think this is the right thing for both of us, but actually saying goodbye is going to be rough.
There is another lady that I will be saying goodbye to this weekend- Amelie. Amelie is off to find her fame and fortune at Yale University. I am pretty sure that much of the drama I have created around saying goodbye to Trixie is really just a distraction from the big sadness, which is that Amelie won't be here next year.
On the other hand, Amelie and I are adult humans, with cars and cell phones. As hard as it will be to say goodbye to our Buffalo friendship, I know that we will always be in close touch. I think that in order to say goodbye to Amelie, I am going to have to focus on our ability to stay close, even from afar.