Cow-Cow goes home!

As the many followers of my blog know (and by "many" I mean "all two"), we adopted Cow-Cow after finding her in a field during a Bender search -- the lady who had called me was sure that she was lost and didn't come from that neighborhood. I brought her home, and she quickly made herself comfortable, sleeping at the foot of the bed, stealing treats, and insisting on being hand-carried around the house. We've been posting her pictures everywhere, but no one had called to claim her. Well . . . today I took her to the vet for a check-up and to scan for a microchip -- mostly because I was sure she wouldn't have one. She did. Sigh . . . well, it was a very happy reunion for her and her family, and her sister cat. She lives not far away, and her humans were thrilled to get her back. Us, not so thrilled to lose her. She was a great cat. Oh, and her real name is Chloe. I like "Cow-Cow" better.