I've been doing rescue for a zillion years, but when it comes to a stranger adopting one of my own foster cats, I'm no different than the newest foster parent. A very nice couple are coming to meet my little "Doodle" tonight. I'm still fostering Doodle with the rescue I left last year, because I wanted to see the adoption through. Tonight, might be the night.
I have knots in my stomach and I am overwhelmed with guilt everytime I look at him. Problem is - I've had him a little too long and now I'm going to get hurt when he leaves. The couple sounds awesome - they have an 8 month old cat that needs a friend! They sound great...but I still feel crummy.
Maybe they won't like him. I took this video of Doodle and Clementine - my two fosters - who could not want them??
So now I wait.....7:30 will be here soon enough. I'll post an update here after they leave tonight.
(Update 9:00 pm Friday evening: Doodle has gone to his forever home. Honestly, I couldn't have asked for nicer people. Doodle *knew*. He greeted them by falling out on the floor belly up when they arrived at the front door. I've never seen him do that before! He wouldn't leave them alone. They were in love and I think the feeling was mutual. I'll miss him...but I feel peaceful and happy.)