It's official: our cat Jasmine has moved to another home. Surprisingly, I've got mixed emotions about it.
I didn't care for her at first, and HATED having itchy eyes and cat hair all over my clothes when she moved in, but have to admit I ended up liking her in the end because she is a pretty good kitty.
Ultimately though, we decided a house with a cat and a baby is a recipe for potential disaster and my mom, Helen's mom and I were all worried for Kailyn's safety. There was always the possibility that Jazzers could attack, like that tiger that mauled Sigfried. Or was it Roy?
Truth be told, a move out of our house is probably the safest thing for Jasmine moreso than the baby. Why? Because Kailyn has really taken a liking to the feline and since the baby is curious about everything these days, she's been grabbing Jazzer's tail. As the baby grows, starts crawling and gets a stronger grip the cat will be in more and more danger.
While Helen is really sad to see Jasmine go, the move benefits a lot of people - Helen's brother who now will not be as lonely (he lives solo), my mom, Helen's mom and me who will now sleep easier at night and Jasmine herself who will now get to lounge and sleep in peace without a mischievous baby coming up to her and grabbing, laughing or crying in her ears.
Personally, I'm looking forward to having clean breathing air (I'm kind of allergic, I think), not worrying about looking like I have feline back hair if I lay my black t-shirt on the bed or having to clean a stinky litter box anymore.
As a friend of mine said, 'Wow, that's a major coup to get a woman to agree to give up her cat.' And while I'd love to take all the credit, the reality is that Helen wouldn't have signed off on this if she didn't also know deep down this was the best move. For everyone.
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