Window Shopping for a New Friend?

We had a visitor at our back door on Saturday. Toby. We don’t know who Toby belongs to, but he(?) came to visit us for a quite awhile. Isabella started pacing and her tail got fluffy, but she seemed to like her new visitor.

We found Gabby and brought her to the door. She didn’t give Toby quite the same reception. She began to hiss and growl. After a few minutes of letting Toby know what she thought of him, she walked away.

Isabella and Nicholas stayed and talked to Toby for awhile. It seemed like Toby was hoping we would open the door. It felt like Isabella was “interviewing” Toby to see if he may be a better fit in this house. She never asked for Gabby to come live with us almost four years ago. And, she certainly wasn’t hoping for a little boy to come and make her life even more chaotic.

I like to see Isabella happy, but as Nicholas said, “Sorry, Toby. You can’t come in. This is my house.”

I guess she’ll have to decide to love the one she’s with.