We were going to take on a third cat today, basically someone at work's daughter was moving & couldn't take her cat with her. We'd seen photos, had discussed his personality & agreed to take him. I'd even made him an appointment for a check up at our vets, and got a room ready for him to settle into.
Anyway, 1/2 an hour before he's due to get here I get a call to say she can take her cat after all so we're not having him. Obviously I'm pleased for the cat but I'd already started thinking of him as 'ours' and feel slightly sad. I'd put off telling our boys (human kind) until this evening that he was coming and now I'm praying that DS1 forgets all about it (DS2 isn't yet 2 so won't have understood anyway).