I received a very cute e-mail and picture that I just HAD to share it here. Dave is one of our new foster Dad's. He rescued Elliott last month and felt that Elliott had been lonely without a friend. So I rescued "Mike" to keep "Elliott" company. I always worry about this kind of thing, because some times it can backfire badly. When the e-mail came in, I held my breath while I read it:
Hey Beth, thought I'd send you another update.. I let Mike out to meet
Elliott on Saturday (Elliott obviously wanted to meet him - he was
crying outside the bathroom door at night, and I needed to start
getting sleep again). I was a bit nervous about having them meet,
particularly if Elliott would be too dominant - he's at least twice
the size of Mike. Fortunately things went quite well, and I felt
comfortable enough leaving them together when I headed out to the
store. When I returned, Elliott didn't greet me at the door so I
thought something was wrong and immediately set off to find out what
horrible incident had occurred - instead I found them curled up
together (see the attached photo). They've been getting along
wonderfully ever since - they eat together, play together, and are
almost always in the same room - they even groom each other (although
Elliott is still learning that Mike prefers to groom his own stomach).
Mike is a really sweet little guy - I can't imagine how anyone could
have decided they didn't want him anymore.
I can't imagine anyone not wanting either one of them. Bless their little hearts.