The Flora dance

The Flora dance

Flora, I adore-ya Yeah. I’m dancing. It’s a happy dance. Happy, yeah.

That’s what I’m supposed to say, right? Cats getting adopted = good thing.
So, um, I’m sorry about my tears all over this blog entry.

As you may have guessed by now, my J & R’s Flora is now in her wrong forever home with her adoring mama, papa and seven furry siblings.

As you can see from these photos, sent by that adoring papa, Flora is doing just wonderfully, clearly smitten with this new life o’ love she’s found.

It doesn’t look like she’s losing any sleep over missing her real mama me.

Flora adoring life in her new homeNot that I want my baby girl Flora to be losing sleep. Not that I want anything but for her to be returned so I can scoop her up happiness for her and her undeniably awesome new family.

In all seriousness, I am happy. (As the great sage Sting might say, so happy that I can’t stop crying.) No, really, I can stop crying (sniff <sob> sniff).

This is what we want, right? These are the good goodbyes.

Good, yeah.

Jonathan, Larry, Kelly and several others offered to hide Flora for me this weekend, playing dumb when Mr. and Mrs. Flora came in for their new baby. “Flora? What are you talking about? We’ve never had a cat by that name. No habla inglese, actually.”

Flora, clearly stressed over missing me. As in, not at all. As it should be. :-)But, I knew, if I really loved Flora, I couldn’t keep her away from her meant-to-be forever home. And, good golly, was this meant to be.

So, yes, I’m thankful for Flora’s adoption. Thankful for the amazing timing that protected my babies from the rash decision I almost made.

And thankful for Mr. and Mrs. Flora, and their loving patience with this very Flora-addled girl. 🙂

Special thanks go to John of What A Good Cat, for sending me just the smile and reminder I needed of what a very good, indeed dance-worthy, thing Flora’s adoption truly is. In his web travels, totally unrelated to baby Flora, John came upon the following:

“The Furry Dance, also known as The Flora…is one of the oldest British customs still practised today.”

Now, tell me: could we make this up if we tried?Happy Flora

So I’ll dance, with real joy, for the love that is without limit and without goodbyes. Flora may not be “mine” in the proper sense, but this love is and will forever be, as long as there’s God and cats and friends who keep me dancing. Bloom on, Flora my love.

10 thoughts on “The Flora dance

  1. Angela — Flora will ALWAYS be your girl, even though she has found her forever and wonderful home. It’s like a child going off to college for the first time…or getting married…the home base may change, but the heart will always remain the same!

  2. Awwww, thanks for sharing these wonderful pics of Flora blooming in her new home. I’m so happy for her. She’s such a sweet baby girl. I hope she gets enough attention amongst all those other pets. I love little Flora too. Same with you Angela, for taking such wonderful care of her. She’s a wonderful little angel. I’m sorry for your heart break, though.

  3. You guys are “the best” in ways words can’t fully express. 🙂
    But, I must give credit for raising Flora, and eternal “first mommy” status, to the amazing Kelly, who bottle-fed our tiny girl and fostered her from her first sickly days at Tabby’s Place. Kel had to let Flora go twice: once, when she was old enough to stay at Tabby’s Place; then more recently, when she went to her forever home. My part was easy – I simply fell in love with our blooming Flora once she lived at Tabby’s Place full-time (OK, and I also protected her from her less-than-doting uncle Mr. Grey ;-)).

  4. Hi Angela,
    Flora is a doll and she is getting along with Jerry. They love to play together. She also does not mind the dogs. Of course peanut has OPD so they do not get along. She loves to eat J’s hair during the night. She is getting lots of attention as I work from home and she is always with me!
    It sounds like you really miss her. If you miss her so much we would be happy (and very sad) to allow you to take her back. 🙂

    1. Ahhhh – I wouldn’t dream of it, Ron!
      OK, I WOULD dream. But I couldn’t live with myself if I broke up this happy, meant-to-be family. (Besides, who’s to say that my hair would appeal to Flora as much as J’s, anyway?) Just keep the happy photos coming, and give Flora one hundred million kisses for me. 🙂

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