Today I was reading again the instructions I got from the foster coordinator. Apparently it might be okay to introduce the cats to each other after Monday, assuming that Hope gets a clean bill of health during her veterinary checkup that morning.

I'm still pondering the possibility of adopting Hope. It's not on my wish list, though, figuring out what to do when she goes from being that cute bundle of fluff that everyone likes to that tasmanian devil that's destroyed all of the couches and drapes. The kitten years would be a lot easier in a cinder block house with cement furniture.