A third cat in the house, who's accomplished the feat of making BB and FB fall in love with her. And who's accomplished the larger task of us finding out her name. Jenny. Jenny Match, or Matchless Jenny. Or, sometimes, Jenny Lind.
FB rescued her from the outdoors, a thin little tortie who's even smaller than Opie. She was someone's pet once. And for a brief day she was someone's pet again. But the idiot didn't understand how long it takes to acclimate one cat to another. So I get a call at work...can we bring her in for a night and try to find a place for her? Why, yes. Yes, we can.
But the falling in love, and the name, and the caterwauling (because Torties always - always - share heart and throat with Siamese) and the Opie trauma, and the three cats in a 900 square foot basement condo with missing carpet and three humans?
This, as has been mentioned....this?
Not gonna happen.