Sadly, we shipped Tava off to a new home today. It turns out that right after I adopted Tava, another lady called the vet about adopting her. She was looking for a cat for her mom. She left her number with the vet in case our adoption “didn’t work out.” So, we called her yesterday, and she and her mom (who wanted a cat) came and got Tava today at noon. I was pleased – the mom had had cats before, but had none now. She told me that Tava would be an indoor-only kitty, and she thought Tava was beautiful. Tava was scared because she needs a few hours to get used to new people, but I am confident she will be okay in a couple of days – she is just a bold little adventurous kitty, so she should be used to the new house pretty quickly.

After five weeks, we finally decided we could not keep Tava. The number of fights with the other cats seemed to be increasing, and on Tuesday night I noticed that Emma had a large gouge missing from her side – a hole about the size and depth of a cigarette burn. She had been bitten, and I took her to the vet’s on Wednesday. Once I had seen the depth of the wound on Emma, I knew that we had to find Tava a new home; otherwise, one of the kitties, maybe Tava, was going to get hurt.

I’ll miss Tava. She is one of the most affectionate kitties I have ever seen. She loved to be with me and Mer on the couch, and she would snuggle and fall asleep there with us most nights. Her funny looks became endearing, and she was a great purring kitty when she was being loved. I am very confident she will make her new humans very happy.

So, we are back to a three-kitty household. It is at least quiet again – no more growling and hissing. Macska and Jackson, who have not gotten along well in the past, now are content to be on the bed together at night. It seems that fear of Tava drove them together. Here is hoping the peace of the house lasts now that Tava has a new home.