It would seem I'm not the only person that was on team Simon. He's going to his new home on Saturday and it's not ours.
I knew it was a bad idea getting so attached to the idea of Simon coming home with us. I will admit that I did have to hold a tear or two back when I got the message. I'd even (stupidly) popped to the supermarket during my lunch hour to get him some cat food.
The boyfriend is going to have a second look at William this afternoon. William was lovely but I'm now too disappointed to be excited. I hope he likes kitten biscuits.