Although my new housemates are not particularly welcoming, I'm not really complaining. I have to admit that this gig is far better than where I was before.
I used to live in a house with one human and 80 cats. The human got sick and went to the hospital and asked a friend of hers to come feed us. When the friend saw how many of us there were there, she called the SPCA to come take us away. We were all over the news! A lot of my housemates stayed here at the SPCA in Montreal, but I was hauled off to Gatineau (about 2 hours west) with some of my friends because they ran out of space. Thankfully my new Mommy came and got me from there on Thursday. She also changed my name from Grimlin to Iggy. She can call me anything she wants as long as she keeps those scratches and belly rubs comin'!
Mommy had to take me to the vet yesterday because I haven't been eating right. They gave me an appetite stimulant and some antibiotic cream for my eye (it's infected). I also have to go back to the vet this week for tests. We are all hoping that my low appetite is because of all the stress I've been through and not an underlying illness.
I know I've only just met you all, but I could really use your purrs.