Tootsie & Maggie Bishop

I am convinced the move would have been traumatic had Nancy not come to our rescue.

With my Dad’s health failing, my folks were forced to move into a retirement home. The biggest problem was Tootsie, the black Himalayan cat Dad dearly loved. Mom couldn’t handle both Dad’s decline and moving a cat to a new two-room apartment. My two cats fought with Tootsie so my brother, who lived next door, agreed to add Tootsie to his two-cat home. Tootsie had been the only cat in her household for all of her five years. For a few weeks after Mom and Dad moved out, I fed Tootsie and visited with her in the deserted part of my home, where they’d lived, for half an hour a day. Then I called Nancy Kaiser for help.

Telepathically she explained to Tootsie about Dad’s absence and that her choices were to move in with two other cats and my brother and his wife (long time cat lovers) or go to the pound. A few days later, Tootsie was relocated to the second floor of my brother’s house. After only a few hisses, she now rules upstairs and the other two cats have accepted her.

As far as I know, she has never even tried to enter her old cat door. I am convinced the move would have been traumatic had Nancy not come to our rescue.

~ Maggie Bishop, NC