Dolly the Pocket Princess, Part III

 

Dolly has had her first vet appointment, as of Saturday morning. She presents as a remarkably healthy little cat of 2.3 pounds with nothing at all apparently wrong with her. We brought in a stool sample to have her checked for any parasites, and if/when that comes clear, she will be introduced to the rest of her new family this coming week. 

That being said, she has had very, very limited supervised time with the other cats so far -- with Charlie, Mable, and Gary all having met her personally to smell and examine her. It always ends in hissing, either from them or from her. They're all very curious about the new furball of the house, to the point where all three of them have jumped the baby gate at least once to get into the bedroom with her/us to see her more up close and personal. Mable has, so far, been the kindest -- she desperately wants to run and play with the child, and very likely wants to mother her. Gary and Charlie are less friendly. Charlie has been very scared, but seems to be warming up more to her every time he sees her. Gary, who used to hiss and growl at her, now seems to be motivated solely by curiosity and wants to examine her.

I always said that Hank and Emmy's son is Charlie, and now it sort of appears like Mable and Gary's daughter will be Dolly. We shall see if that's how it ends up playing out, if the Double Trouble boys will accept her into their roving gang, or if Mable will truly end up mothering her. 

After the vet appointment, we drove across town to the parents', where they finally got to meet the little fuzzy girl. She was cuddly with both of them and very calm. She still greatly prefers us, however -- that little cat has bonded to me and Daisy so hard, even after a few short days with us. She wants constant attention and love from us when we're awake and in the bedroom with her (which is quite frequent), and when it's time to sleep she either snuggles up with us or finds a dark, cozy spot beneath the bed. 

I will also note that Dolly is the most chill car cat I have ever seen. She freaked out hard when we were leaving for the vet's office, but I sat her on my lap in her carrier and unzipped it enough to put my hand inside, and she immediately relaxed and snuggled onto my hand. She's such a good kid.