To say the least, I've had emotional whiplash over the past week and a half. When your beloved watchcat and companion animal passes, how do you adjust to the loss? How do you even contemplate starting anew with another watchcat pet? At first, when you're grieving, the notion of any other cat having that role seems out of focus, at best:
Eventually, if you're lucky, the next step becomes clear, and you find your next watchcat/housecat successor. In my case, that's Watchcat Collette, who started on patrol yesterday. She already has a knack for following me around and watching her assigned sector adroitly from the sofa:
She also monitors her assigned sector from the side, as needed:
I'm proud of Watchcat Collette for adjusting to her new home and guard patrol assignment so quickly. She follows in the footsteps of her exemplary predecessor, Watchcat Sylvia. It's an adjustment to go from one watchcat/housecat to another, so I keep reminding myself to look at this situation as a progression of chapters in a book. Just because I start reading Chapter 2, it doesn't mean Chapter 1 is any less compelling. Thus, I mourn the passing of wonderful Watchcat Sylvia and welcome Watchcat Collette to her new post.