New furry family member

Meet Eddie. "No, I'd really rather not come out
from under the desk, thanks."

About a month or so ago, one night while Tod and I were watching TV we heard a weird sound outside. Turns out it was a cat, perhaps in some kind of altercation with another cat. When we went out, the cat was lying in the grass in front of our house, and didn't move when approached – we were afraid it was injured, but no...it was just really chill. Then the cat became my pal, wanting lots of loving. It followed me up on the porch and hung out for a while. Super cool cat. After a little bit, the other cat also came by.

Anyway that got me thinking it'd be kind of neat to have a cat. But I wasn't totally sure, so I thought it would be good to volunteer with Friends of Homeless Animals (FOHA) as "cat cuddlers" to see what I really thought. Amy and I volunteered two times before I decided that yes we do have room in our hearts and home for a feline friend.

Amy and I picked him because he was a really relaxed cat, and one we felt was least likely to bite or scratch or be really crazy. Plus he'd been in a foster home with two big dogs and he loved them, so we figured that would be a positive thing toward getting him to like Shelby.

We have tried to come up with a better name for the cat but we can't agree on anything and haven't hit on the right thing. I'm afraid he might be stuck with Eddie.

So far things are moving along slowly. I think it's possible that Shelby thinks this is another (weird looking) dog to play with. She is very much playing the stereotypical role of over-exuberant dog who's desperate for a new friend. Eddie has logged a lot of time hiding in the spot pictured above, and today he's been under our bed all day.

Maybe one day they'll be friends?