A New Family Member...

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In the photo, there is Mini, my youngest son, and Crackers, the daft cat. About a year ago (or a little under), I was asked if I would take care of Crackers for a week. Well, that week came and went. After a little longer than a week, I was informed that her people mummy was not able to take her back just yet. No problem, I thought. She'd left some food and litter and I didn't mind getting a bit more for another week or so. Well, again, time came and went. I said I would have Crackers for as long as necessary. Of course, I was under the impression that this would be, perhaps, another few weeks or so. Hardly hearing from her people mummy or the mutual friend who had done all the arranging and delivering and collecting, we got used to having Crackers around. We had said that it was unlikely that she'd want to leave us after so long. My other half, D, also said that it wouldn't be fair on Crackers and that he'd argue about letting her return anyway. Well, she was someone else's cat so I would have given her back. Yesterday, I discovered (not asked or told directly) that Crackers was to stay with us permanently. Now, of course, I don't mind as she's come to be part of the family but if I'd been asked to adopt the cat or known I'd have had her for so much longer than expected, I'd have probably said no to taking her. Her original people mummy has said she couldn't care for her and that I've given her what she couldn't. That's all very well but I'm still waiting for the help she was going to give towards food, etc. and I'm a little put out that it's been assumed I'm able to give her all she needs. Obviously, I will, but I'm not in much better a position than her original people mummy. Anyway, so Crackers isn't exactly a new member of the family. I supposed you could say she'd been fostered up until now, and now she's adopted. So, welcome to the family, you nutty creature.