NOT a good day...

We put an ad in the paper Friday to give away our two cats.  They are both female, fixed, and litter trained.  The ad ran through Sunday.  We figured we would have a lot of people call us.  But we only had two.  The first lady had dogs and our cats have never been around dogs before, so that wouldn't have been a good idea.  The second lady called last night asking about them.  I told her all about them and she told me that she would come and get them today.  Immediately after hanging up the phone, I started crying.  I felt like I was just throwing my cats away.  I honestly figured that the lady wouldn't call back---well she did.  About 30 minutes ago I gave away my "furbabies".  The little girls that I have "raised" since they were both about 8 weeks old.  It was horrible.  The couple that came and got them were really nice, but you could tell they didn't know much about cats yet.  Which any first time cat owner doesn't.  But still---it was hard.  After they left I cried some more and could really cry even now.  But I am trying to see that it was for the best.  We are fixing to have another baby and there just wouldn't be enough time for the cats.  Plus, we are getting a brand new house that honestly I don't want any animals living in.  We thought about just letting them live outside, but they have been indoor cats all their lives.  That wouldn't be fair either.  So the only option was to give them away.  So we did---still doesn't make the process any easier.  It was still hard to hand both of them over to strangers.  Sammie even escaped from the box they had her in.  Poor things--one minute they are sleeping comfortably at home...the next they are in some strange place with strange people.  That makes me want to cry...