I really don't know...
Yesterday Mark and I went to see a couple of cats at a local Animal Rescue Centre.
We're going to go back and meet them again properly on Friday.
If one of them seems like the right sort of character to fit in with the way things roll in our house, then we'll bring them home after Christmas.
I found that I've been sinking into quite a low mood since Thomas died.
I hid it with my 'professional face' for a few weeks but everything just erupted on Friday night.
I've cried.... not just for Thomas, but for lots of other stuff as well.
Mark's been worried about me.
So I feel that it's the right time to settle and work with another younger cat...
My sister (who thought that she'd give herself at least six months between cats but actually lasted three weeks) is positive and supportive. Some friends and teaching Mums, who thought I was doing suspiciously well, have made all the right noises of support too.
I was a upset by a text from a neighbour/friend this afternoon though.. "What about all the nice weekends away you were going to plan? And what will Thomas (his spirit!!) think of it all?"
Not helpful really..... when I'm feeling totally wobbly.
To be honest, this is probably the first time when I've thought that it would be easier to deal with stuff if I was working. It's hard to be based at home without the emotional checks, balances and distractions of the workplace.
Anyway, watch this space for further details...
I may just completely fail to bond with either of the cats and then we'll be 'back at square one'!