Alvin has left the building.
Today was the day. The only saving grace is that he's staying in the family, mere blocks away. Sister Jean has hereby expanded her brood to three.
New volunteer orientation was held at the shelter today, so on my way there I delivered the boy to his mama. His new siblings are curious of course, but Jean and I both think this will be a smooth transition. Alvin is so easy going, he doesn't pose much of a threat.
The idea is that he will become a playmate for 3 year old Zoey, who will then hopefully give older brother Felix a rest. The two of them do love each other, but sometimes poor Feelie would just like to be left alone and Zoey (dear thing) doesn't grasp the concept. I've got a feeling she's about to get her comeuppance.
Here she is with Jean on her adoption day. Zoey and her brother were fosters of mine in the pre-blog days.
After orientation (where we had scads of new cat people - YAY!), I stopped by Jean's house again. Super volunteer Monica had made a special blanket for Alvin ("because he's special"), so I had the perfect excuse to see how he was doing.
He was doing fine.
Jean told me that she'd had a little conversation with Alvin, explaining to him that since it was his first day at his new home she would be giving him one hundred and eleventy-seventy kisses. By the time I arrived, she was roughly at the half-way mark.
Oh, yeah. He'll be just fine.