Well, Goosey has been adopted. Yesterday I saw that there was a tag on her cage that said "Hold 1/3 (second hold)", and while I was cuddling her a call came in from the first people to put a hold on her confirming the adoption. So, I went by today and cuddled her goodbye. On the one hand, I'm happy that she's been adopted and will have a home of her own to go to; on the other hand, I'm sad that I couldn't be the one to give her that home, and I'll probably will never see her again. I got kinda choked up, walking home.

It's better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all.

I'll keep telling myself that.