Now the hard part was talking Chuck into letting me bring her home. He fought it tooth and nail telling me that if I brought the cat home that I could find my own shelter somewhere else. I didn't let that stop me! I bombarded him with photos of Alley and finally told him that I was bringing her home and he had no choice. So, after a week at the SPCA where her kittens were aborted (she wasn't that far along I was told) she was fixed and gotten all her shots and a micro chip in case she gets lost, it was time to bring her home. She is a very loving cat and cuddly with her humans. However, she and Purrsha still have to come to terms. We usually awake to a screaming ball of fur rolling down the hall way....not what I envisioned at all. Everyone tells me that they will settle in and they may - meanwhile the current situation is NOT working for me. Today was a good day; no fights that I was aware of. Purrsha is choosing to stay in the basement on the ratty old couch - which is better than hiding behind the couch or under the bed.
I named her Alley after where she was discovered, Sunday after Keith Urban and Nicole Kidman's daughter Sunday Rose; Alley calmed down on the long ride home when listening to his music.