Bath time

 Cotton went to Collaroy Vet to be shaved this morning. Missed his breakfast.

Added to that insult, he had to have a bath when he got home.

"You are going to do what?!"

 

"Not only wet but soapy all over"

"Why put the soap on if you are just going to hose it off!"

"Now you are wiping off all the water!"

He was moved into Gracie's stand alone that I moved to be beside Monty's. The fluffy cats (real and potential) will be all adjacent until Monty gets picked up on Sunday. Cotton might have recovered from his Friday from Hell by then.

Persephone enjoyed a couple of walks. She doesn't like other cats but does like people cuddles and chasing a long wand.

Persephone with David

 Thanks for the photos Robyn.  

And Toby came to my end of his couch for a pat last night. This morning he enjoyed his view.

Cotton felted

 You cannot felt cotton. But Cotton, the cat who has just arrived, has a felted coat. It is so severely felted that Lani's professional grooming tool could not cut through the tangles. She had me help her because Cotton has been hiding in his bed box all day so she didn't know how friendly he'd be. He started to purr within seconds of me giving him love to his front end while she buzzed his back end. 

That's good because it means that he won't have to be sedated to be groomed. But not good, because it means that Lani needs a new head for her trimmer in order to cut through the felt. They cost $50!

I will try to get a "before" photo on Friday.

Joy got a photo of our Bonnie who is in for boarding. She has grown up lots and is now called Biscuit.

Bonnie/Biscuit

 Our other Biscuit's mum Peaches keeps on licking her side. So we put a cone on her today. That may let the itch subside. Or may drive them both crazy.

Peaches

 Spirit and her siblings are the only cats in Iso. The other two went to be desexed today (Foxy and Turtle) I drove them along with Shiloh from the stand alone in Transit Lounge. His sister has already been desexed.

all black Isolation

 

Shiloh's sister

Charley visited and spent time with lots of her best friends.

Charley and Sparrow

Just one adoption today. Gracie.

I found out how she had been getting out of her stand alone. The tray on the bottom of the stand alone has a portion of its lip missing. She could squeeze through that gap and through the wider bars at the bottom of the stand alone. I fixed it by rotating the tray so that the damaged part is at the back which is pressed up against the stand alone behind it.
 

Glad tidings

There was a note to say that Rascal was to be picked up by her adopter this afternoon at 3:30pm. It made my day.

I immediately popped an old, cloth carrier in her condo just in case she decided to try it out and walk in there unassisted. 

Didn't happen, of course.

She was too distracted by being loved on by her favourite volunteers.

Then a cat arrived to be boarded. But they had booked her in when the rate was lower so it took Gen ages to figure out the prices and sort it out with them. I got to look after their 3 year old grandson while that was happening. He loved the picker-upperer. And opening all the button doors. And slamming them closed again. Eventually they left.

Then Rascal's owner arrived. I gave Gen the cat carrier to hold after demonstrating how much Rascal loves having her cheeks and flanks scratched by the rake toy. I picked up Rascal. Lifted her claws up from the scratchy pole and popped her into the carrier. To celebrate the successful transfer, I gave the rake and the carrier to the new owner. And carried Rascal in the carrier out to her new owners car!

Then I undressed her enclosure. Now Oreo can see out into the car park. 

Oreo says "I ain't looking"

 Lani was organizing the cats and Bron's stitches needed to come out. We tried. But the stitches were curly and couldn't be undone. So she asked Collaroy Vets to do it. I just had to drive Bron down there and back. The driving took 40 minutes. The stitches removal took 40 seconds.

stitcheless Bron

On Wednesday we were convinced that Paris would have her kittens overnight. This morning she was still kittenless (or kitten free!) But tonight, as we checked her just before we left, there was some action. When Paris doesn't eat, it is for a good reason.

I may have to drop by tomorrow to find out how many kittens she had. 

 Saturday, Sept 12.

I did drop by this morning. Paris had only five kittens!

While I was there I dressed Rascal's enclosure ready for its next occupants. Oreo has lost his view.

And the woman who adopted Minty showed me photos of her at home. They both look very happy. What a coincidence that she visited Mona Vale just at that time. 

Terry was busy with adoptions. 

 

 

 

Paris about to explode

 Not the one in France. The one in the Transit Lounge. All day she has been showing us her enormous tummy by standing up against the glass. She must have a lot of kittens in there. By this evening the bulge had moved further down and she had settled into her bed box area. We should have started a book on how many kittens there will be tomorrow morning. Looks like 10 to me.

Paris

Lots of new faces to replace the adopted ones. 

Johnny (adopted) has been replaced by Tweetie and Howie. 

Tweetie and Howie in the red stand alone (Covered by a red sheet).

And Gracie is next to Peaches and Biscuit.

Gracie

Biscuit and Peaches need to be adopted

And Monty has come from Collaroy vets to add to the fluffy cats. (He will when his hair grows back.)

Three kittens were adopted today. The two boys from the stand alone that was out back but was moved to next to Bassuria. Terry will be picked up on Saturday. And one of the A kittens. Artemis is all alone now.

Artemis

Looks like she is enjoying it.

 

 

Feather touch

 After dinner Toby has been in the habit of coming to my end of his couch and sniffing my offered finger. A few days ago, he stepped back and rolled over, offering me his tummy to tickle. 

I am not so stupid.

Tonight I had a feather handy and while he lingered near my finger, I patted him with the feather. On his cheeks and on his spine. He enjoyed it!

 He then retired to his end of his couch (and his hot pad).

A quiet Friday

 Thank goodness, After last week.

The only visitor we had was a cat rescuer/hoarder who came from the Western Suburbs to check us out. She was rather strident. Luckily Irene was there and dealt with her. Her friend bought lots of merch.

Lani came too with her magic UV torch to show up ringworm. She found quite a bit of it. There may be more residents in Isolation if Tim confirms her diagnoses.

Spook and Spell seemed to be free of it but their mum definitely has a nose full.

Spook & Spell

 Ginger Meggs came in to board. His person is quite frail after repeated spinal surgeries. I had to carry Megsie in from his car. The cat was, as usual, not impressed but he will remember us and become friendly and sweet, as usual.

"This is what I think of your chicken"

 I rearranged Sparrow's hammocks to a higher level. He loves it. And it proves that cats can see better with half an eye than humans can with two.

Sparrow

 Irene made cats available for adoption this weekend:

Itchy and Scratchy are a bonded pair.

Pickles is available for adoption and is a great favourite with the vollies because she is friendly, furry and funny.

Mango and Truffle who used to be Garrett and Jean upstairs. They have reverted to their original names and are a bonded pair. 

Mango and Truffle

 Also Artemis and Aura are  available.

All available cats have moved to the main floor. The Transit Lounge is now Quarantine where cats are to be "parked" for a fortnight to make sure that they don't have any nasty diseases (like ringworm) before being moved to the main floor for adoption. While in Quarantine they are "not to be handled". This was a great disappointment to the vollies today who were all ready to gather in a circle with a tiny kitten each on their lap. The kittens missed it too. 

 

New faces

 Of cats. The vollies are fairly stable now. But 13 cats were adopted last week so there are new ones and ones who have moved. Like Rosie who has moved, at last, from Transit Lane to Phoenix's stand along. She sneezed frequently today. (Her usual reaction to change).

Rosie

 Across the aisle below Mia, is Pickles who had splatters on her glass. Perhaps she has the same sneeze reaction to movement.

Pickles

Mia has dark (?bloody) splatters on her condo walls and glass which look old and dried blood. This changing weather makes for sniffles.

Next to Rosie are a new pair of kittens (only one black this time) who were left by Vivienne who was very sad to leave them with us. They are Freckles and Speckles. The black one is Freckles. Speckles has tiny clusters of black hairs in the white.

Freckles and Speckles

 Johnny is where Chanel was. She lasted less than a week in "the" stand-alone.

Johnny (Joy's photo. . . can't you tell!)

 Out the back are the S big kittens one of whom has some kind of crusty lesion on his nose. Irene suspects ringworm so we moved the litter into Isolation. The nose has a condo of her own. The other two are together. They are all black and very fluffy. Their names got confused: they are Spelt, Spirit and Spook.