I could sense that from time to time, the cats moved in and out of the immediate area, the girls hopped down, and someone, Lopcee, came to sit beside me. Mostly, I heard a lot of purring and quiet. It's hard not to just look around and see who is doing what, but I have to just trust that they are taking what they need and are in the space where they want to be. After about 40 minutes, we seemed to be done.
Lopcee, had moved up to the arm of the couch on the other side of me and was looking out the window. Now I'm not an animal communicator, but it felt like he was very sad. Not hopeless, but more of a "why am I here" "what did I do wrong". I gave his chin a scritch, my way of saying that it was ok and that he was in a good and safe place and would be taken care of. He sat for another minute and then went across the room to sit on a tree by the door.
The room began to get a bit more active, and a little playful. I can't wait to get to know all of the kitties in this group by name, as I think I will be spending a lot of time with them. They need it. They are beautiful souls who just happen to have a disease that keeps them from enjoying a forever home with non-positive cats. If I didn't already have the boys, a couple would be going home with me right away. But they are lucky, because a couple of women, Mandie and Amy thought enough that there should be a safe and caring place for them to be and become their forever home if need be. This is a real special group and I'll be really honored to spend more time with them.
I went to all the water bowls and gave them some flower essence drops, to help them not feel so abandoned and alone, and to bring joy to their world. As I was leaving, I started to reach out to give Lopcee one last scritch, and I got a lingering headbonk to my hand instead. Don't worry Lopcee... I'll be back next week.