New vollies

 We had two today. And yesterday (while I filled in in the afternoon) a potential vollie came to check us out. She stayed for ages but decided to join the team. There will be training tomorrow, I understand, as lots of locals have shown interest.

No visitors or adoptions but we had a phone call from a woman who would like to foster Ravyn for 2 days in order to make a decision about adopting her! We routinely advise folk to allow 3 months for a cat to settle into a new home.

Andrea dropped by in the afternoon to socialize the cats. I think she only intended to stay a short while but she stayed all afternoon. Muffin enjoyed several sessions.

Muffin with the short and curly tail

And Nala ignored her attempts to make friends. I carried Nala downstairs yesterday. I thought that putting her into a carry cage would just upset both of us so picked her up in her fluffy bed, held the opening against my stomach and walked down to the stand alone where Cosmo and C-friend were. (Have they gone to a foster home?)

Nala

Today she was still sulking. I don't think she has eaten anything since she arrived even though she was provided with food by her previous owners along with all kinds of toys and "stuff".

All the C kittens went to be desexed but only the 2 boys came back. The vets didn't have time to do the girls. They should be home tomorrow morning. The boys are delightful. 

Cedric (above) and Curtis (below)

We do have some handsome male cats.

Maxi: looking good

Phoenix: having a good look

Toby: Day 31

 He joined me when I sat on his couch to listen to a physiotherapist talk about what exercises old folk should do. Don't think he agreed but he listened from under the stool.

Then he moved to the pot of grass (revived from PT's pots).

And then decided to watch for birds.

 A hard life for a cat.

Second time a sticker?

 The perfect adopters came in for Eleanor this morning. They saw her on the website and decided she was for them. So she was adopted, again.

Later another couple came in with a blue eyed dachshund strapped to her chest. They looked at everyone but stopped dead when they came to Pickles. They'd seen him on the web too. And I think had decided before they came. Because of the dog-cat situation, I involved Irene and eventually she asked enough leading questions to confirm that they are suitable owners of a short dachshund and a shy kitten. So that adoption was successful. We have saved the original, white, standalone that Pishi and her kittens were in for Pishi when she recovers from having had 4 kittens. She is being feed up with constant crunchies and wet food three times a day. And is still skinny.

Later in the afternoon, when David had arrived and could look after feeds, etc, I was again assistant cat washer. This time it was Fay's kittens who had a medicated bath to make sure that the ring worm treatment was complete. They were easier to get wet than Bonny was and were just as wiggly. They are now in the Transit Lounge and have lost faith in human beings.

Frankie and Floyd

Their mum, Fay is still in Isolation but should be moved out sooner rather than later. (I think she is on heat from the conversations she was trying to start today.)

We got 5 kittens (biggish, I think) from a couple who were devastated at having to hand them over. They seem very shy. And there was much discussion about what their names should be.

Bonny came home from the vet. Didn't hear whether or not they detected any lesions but she won't be available for adoption until her stitches are out in about 10 days. So get your Bonnie cuddles in.
 

Bonnie's bath

 Bonnie has been moved out of Isolation and after a visit to the vet on Friday to confirm that she is free of ring worm, will become available. I do not expect that she will last the weekend. Vegas didn't.

Because Bonnie is a British Short Hair, she was especially difficult to get wet. Their hair repels water. So she was sprayed with the medication.

Then she was immersed in a basin of medicated water and massaged for 10 minutes.

 

Then she was enfolded in a series of towels (which all got thrown away) and rubbed until she was almost dry. She was popped into Lola's stand alone with a hottie and was soon back to her normal, fluffy self.

Disinfected Bonnie

 I took Ravyn for a walk. She went to the vet and is feeling much better. We went upstairs and Demi was overjoyed to see her. It was just like when you see an old friend at a railway station. Demi was thrilled to see Ravyn. Ravyn ignored her.

 Gideon is much better. His appetite has returned and he poos in his litter tray. The urine is still a bit tricky but he is so much better. He really wants to become friends with Raffaella.

 

Four on Friday

 Bronwyn came at 10am to adopt Heathcliffe. Bronwyn used to be a volunteer cleaner and has at least one of our cats at home with her two soppy Alsatians and kids who are home schooled. Her daughter "needed" to adopt Heathcliffe for her own cat. (Mum paid. . . . of course.) They will pick him up on Sunday morning (probably at 10am again). And in the meantime he has had his scheduled vaccination and should have recovered from that by Sunday. Nice for us to have time to say good bye.

Heathcliffe

 Then a young man named Zane came to adopt a cat. He lives in a granny flat with his girlfriend. There is an Ozzie bulldog in the main house who is a whimp. He chose Eleanor and plans to change her name to Zara!

Her two remaining kittens will miss having mum to suck on even if there is no milk.

Erika and Evie

Their neighbour Billy got a good look at from another visitor. And a prolonged cuddle from a vollie.

Then a young couple came to choose a cat. . . or two. They eventually fell for Indy and Marcy. Despite the pairs of ginger, ex-Parvovirus boys and the paired surrendered cats like Pablo and Kenny. (So much choice, so few customers).

Indy

Marcy

 Actually, more customers came. But they were just looking . . . . this time. 

And somebody phoned about the two S kittens in Avalon. 

 

 Today we moved Rosie's kittens down from upstairs to the Voonie enclosure. All the V's except Vegas have been adopted. He has moved to Lola's small stand alone. Perhaps I should rename that to Jimmy's twice adopted stand alone. As we were short staffed (THANK YOU Catsie for coming to help out) I cleaned upstairs so got to clean the Rosie stand alone and move Gideon into it. It will be warmer for him overnight in "the office". He is eating very well but seems to have forgotten about getting to the litter tray.

The entertainment for the Rosie kittens was when Kenny and Pablo made a dash from their enclosure. Pablo was a snap to get back in. . . . just open the door with food in your hand. But Kenny got all confused and ran back and forwards until he saw Pablo inside and rushed to join him.

Pablo was unaffected

Kenny was shocked

Robyn visited and Rascal took to her. That back scratcher has done wonders for Rascal.

 

Rascal and Robyn

And Robyn noticed the fabulous curls in Muffin's ears. (Her right eye looked a bit weepy but it might just have been the colouration there).

Muffin

Ravyn wasn't feeling well. She declined to go for a walk. Even though she has a smart new harness and leash donated by a woman who wanted to give us a litter tray. (Thanks but no thankyou).

Ravyn not as usual

And Pishi is on an "all you can eat" diet under vet's instructions. She is wallowing in it.

 

Pishi's phat

Toby wins: day 16

 Tonight I thougth he might like a game so I found my bamboo stick with a string attached to the stick at one end and to a couple of feathers tied to a fisherman's rotating fly-thingy. All cats love this toy because the feathers spin around like a damaged bird. 

I flipped it beneath his nose as he peeped out from behind his couch. POUNCE.

After a couple of wins for me. And a couple of wins for him, he managed to detatch the feathers and disappeared behind the couch.

Toby 1, Prue 0

I will make another feather wand.

He is a very neat cat (with his litter and food.) And is slowly beginning to trust me and my routines.