Jumping Jimmy

 Emily sent an email overnight asking for more vollies as only 2 were able to come to Mona Vale today. But Sharon was training a couple of new vollies today and a bloke responded to Em's message so we did fine.

Especially as there was a string of adopters and potential adopters. Jimmy was returned first thing. Evidently the resident cat, an older female, sat outside his door and growled continuously. This didn't bother Jimmy too much but it did bother the husband who, after 4 days presented the choice "either the cats goes or I do" or words to that effect. So amid tears from mum and daughter, Jimmy was returned to the stand alone that he left on Friday. 

Another Mother/daughter couple arrived shortly afterwards and couldn't decide between him and Kathy. They are happy to come back in a few days when Jimmy's paperwork has been sorted out and the rest of the family consulted.

The two Voonie kittens were whisked away by the bloke who adopted them on Friday. (Her desex wound being just fine). The remaining V kitten is now calm with her mum. No longer any screeching at meal times. 

Voonie + last one

Another couple came in looking for an older cat. They rather liked Peanut but Enzo was in good form because his fosterer had visited and given him some attention. They, too, will return.

I left my phone at home so will fall back on Joy's lovely photos.

Ravyn

Somebody sold the bed that Ravyn liked on the merch shelves. She looked for it on her walk this morning.

Catsie cleaned "Incoming" and had a hard time cleaning Earl Grey's condo. Billy has moved to Jimmy's old stand alone since Goat was adopted so she had to clean that condo too.

Earl Grey

 Rosie's kittens seem healthier. Rosie has a cold.

 

Toby's diary day 10

 If I ever see that man who forced me into that box, I will bite him. He is the reason I was taken away from my home place when I hadn't really got used to being there yet.

And I was put in a car that purred like a giant lion and left in a huge room with only a couch to hide behind. But it does have lots of scratchable stuff on the floor as well as a scratchy pole. And there is a window that I can see the birds feeding just outside. (I thought I could escape out there on the first night, but that glass stuff is hard).

At least meals come when they should (even though there is never enough food). And I now have two litter boxes. I rather like the new stuff to dig in. Not as slippery as the old stuff. So I use them both.

Her-what-feeds-me comes into my room when it gets dark. She brings in talking voices and sits with the heating pad on her lap. I hide behind the couch. Last night when everything was quiet, I had a great game with some mice and balls that were hanging around.

Today I find that I can sit on the couch (on the heating pad) and watch the birds. They seem to get some kind of crunchy.  

Busy afternoon

 The morning was well controlled. Just the right number of vollies. No visitors. 

A woman rang to ask about Peanut. Lovely cat, says I. I will visit, says she. She arrived and met Princess Peanut who was gracious at first but soon got sick of it, as usual. The woman had lots to tell me about her situation and needs. I almost got her to take away the covered litter box that obstructs the feeding corner.  She will return. 

Then just as I was thinking about lunch there was a phone call about Honey. Was he available? Yes! They came. In fact, they had driven from Maitland to adopt a ginger cat for her mother from another establishment this morning. Just as they got off the freeway the other place rang them to say the cat they wanted had just been adopted. Sensibly, she searched on her phone and found Honey. Rang and they came. And they liked him. He liked them. . . .  but he is like that.

Just as they were sitting down to adopt him, David arrived so I handed over the paperwork to him so I could attend to the mother and daughter who had come in 2 minutes before looking for a cat to keep company with their adult female. I just had time to say "a boy would be better than a girl" and told them how to tell who was available. They wandered around until they got to Jimmy whom I had moved to Lola's stand alone (the small one) but half an hour before. The daughter fell in love. And Jimmy loves anybody who loves him. His mum was adopted over the weekend so he hasn't forgotten how to live with an older female cat. . . . . . match made in heaven. David had another adoption to do.

Then the bloke who loves Vulcan arrived with his lady friend who loves Velvet. By this time Irene had arrived and she took over doing that adoption. The V's are still with us because Velvet was only desexed on Tuesday and we need to monitor her incision for a few days more. Plus she can't keep a collar on with her voracious brothers around. 

I didn't have time to take any photos. Will add some of Joy's from Wednesday.

Earl Grey now has sloppy poos. (I can't spell dyer-reha, either)

Earl Grey

Rosie's kittens still are having the occasional vomit. This morning I was confused when I found yellow water in their bowl. Perhaps they have some medication in it. Tim suggested that they had wee'd into it.

Rosie's innocent kittens

 Ravyn demands a walk daily. She now has a second box because I bought a pair of navy ankle boots which came in a very stylish box which I just had to give to her. The person who wants a cat that she can take for walks came over the weekend. But as she was contemplating walking that cat in the dog park, we didn't advise her to take Ravyn. Ravyn would have attacked the dogs.

Ravyn 

 

Litter delivery

 The lovely vollie who delivered the bags of litter says that the place we get it from is closing up shop. He is taking home, to his shed, the bags that they have left. And we are stocked up for a while. At the rate we are adopting out cats, those small bags may be gone by August.

I took the opportunity to put the drying table closer to the vollie's work space.
 

And the bins are close to the roller door. The nice vollie took the pallet away.

Jimmy is by himself because Bluebelle, his mum got adopted over the weekend. I didn't really think they were "a bonded pair."

Jimmy

And Eleanor lost a couple of her kittens.

Eleanor + 1

She is left with Erica and Evie who were sucking on her tummy this afternoon. 

Little Pebble left the building. She has gone to a foster to adopt home because she wasn't happy with her erstwhile house mates.

Little Pebble

 A woman rang up asking for a cat that she can take for walks. We suggested Ravyn. She was going to visit before 4pm if she could get a lift. Didn't arrive. Perhaps tomorrow?

Ravyn

Where Peaches and family were we have Kenny and Pablo. Don't know who is whom. One is very friendly and the other is hiding.

And the boarder Ottie is out of hiding. He was adopted from us. I don't recognise him but he accepted a pat from me.

Ottie

 

Long termers moving

 Today a woman came to adopt Willow. She left her thoroughly self-rubbed-over T-shirt in Willow's bed for the cat to get used to her smell. She will pick her up tomorrow afternoon and take her home to her very own room, etc, etc. Willow is just like the cat they used to have, so they want to reproduce their happy days. I hope Willow will fill the gap.

And I brought home Toby. Luckily Irene's husband Peter (aka the cat wrangler) arrived just as Irene failed to get Toby into a carrier. Peter practiced on all our difficult cats in the move from East Roseville to Mona Vale. Toby is now in his own room, with a view of the table that I have trained birds to come to for almonds. He will have his own "cat TV". Otherwise it is very quiet here and that will probably suit him. After being enclosed in a small condo for about a year he will need to learn to jump and run.

Joy's photo of Toby in April

 

Cathy and Heathcliffe went to be desexed today. Poor Cathy was off her face on pain meds this evening.

Cathy on her feet

Cathy rolled over

 

The bloke who visited Vulcan on Wednesday returned with his partner. She is just as crazy about the kitten as he is. 

Vegas and Vulcan

And Little Pebble has been moved into the stand alone with the cats she lived with at "home". Dinner times may be a little fraught.

Little Pebble asleep with her friend (while her other friend was upstairs hissing at me.)

 

Few vollies concentrates the effort

 We managed to finish early even though there were only four of us today. Early to bed though, tonight.

 I took Ravyn for a walk which she enjoyed. She inspected everybody including Abagail and Storm who didn't show their faces. They are from the same cat collector who provided Peaches and family and Little Pebble. Little Pebble had a play with them this afternoon under the supervision of their collector. She is a very cuddly kitten, it seems.

Chez Abagail and Storm before Little Pebble visited.

 Then we wandered to Sparrow's to say hello.

Ravyn and Sparrow.

The family in the next door condo has been broken up. One has gone back to the collector because he has gingivitis. The mum Peaches as been moved to Isolation because she has a suspicious lesion. When I was giving breakfast upstairs, I looked down and saw her visiting with her kids. . . . on the outside. When I took her back to Isolation, I found that the door, while closed was not locked. Goodness knows where and for how long she wandered around. The collector came today to give the two "kittens" a bath, each. They were extra good for her. She will return on Friday and do it again.

Ravyn inspected the kitchen.

 And the merch shelves. She did approve the house.

We have lots of O-borders including the gorgeous Otis. His house mate is Kioko. But there is an Ottie who was still hiding in his house. He is one of our adoptees. I haven't seen him yet.

Otis

Kath managed to get a photo of the Voomies looking angelic.

Voomies

 

Aslan adopted and Piglet picked up

 A day for alliterations!

 I learned from taking Aslan to the vet on Tuesday after breakfast: he threw it up and crapped on the way. Today, I went early to Safe Haven before his breakfast and after his morning poo. It was an almost odourless trip. . . . and quite short.

He was not happy to be back in an enclosure. And the vollies didn't recognize him. "He is so plump and his fur is fantastic."  Plus he wasn't complaining about anything. Irene did the adoption to his new family in Mosman. I think they will all be happy together. And I will try to keep my kitchen as clean as he has trained me to do it, in his honor.

Aslan ignores what is on TV just so long as he is close to you

 

 This afternoon Piglet was picked up which was nice for the Friday vollies who loved on her in the morning.

Piglet and her new staff! 

 

And Robin visited. She hopes to make it a more regular visitation. She celebrated by naming the kittens in "Incoming" as Sparky (because she loved the all-black horse of her childhood neighborhood) and Moet (to continue the sparkling theme). Will these names stick? Who knows.

Moet and Sparky

She took photos of her old mates Julie and Bassuria (who is much thinner than last she saw him).

And we visited Gideon who is moving more and eating a bit more. . . . sometimes. (Dinesh is definitely eating more, talking more, enjoying his position next to the feeding table to the max!)

Gideon

One of Peaches' kittens has been whisked off by their fosterer because she noticed that his gums were very red on Wednesday. Today she noticed that Peaches has some bald patches.

Peaches minus one