The runaway cat was back in Incoming. The expert cat trapper got him (I guess). He has a banged up nose from the trap but is otherwise well. When I took the chicken around this afternoon he came out of his bed box in Incoming to get his share. (He'd been in hiding before that.) And "they" have labelled him/her Salt. Which means that the gradually getting friendly/confident one on Better Row is Pepper.
I was called in early because Ainsley who was doing Friday morning because Sharon is away, needed to get away early. No problem, I thought. It is Good Friday and the traffic should be minimal. But then I got stuck behind a line of bicyclists on the Bends! I did get to Safe in time to hand out morning tea to the littles.
And to take a call from a woman who wanted to make sure that we were open so that she could come in to get an adult cat to replace her dearly beloved cat who died of unwell not-so-old age. She warned me that she was bringing her husband, sister and another for support! We did lots of cuddling with the older cats and she eventually chose. . . . the last H kitten!
I think it is a perfect match. David did the adoption paperwork.
You can tell that my camera has died. I will add some of Joy's photos from Wednesday. . . . after one of Aslan, looking superior. I am to look after PC next week for a few days while his foster carer travels. I hope they remember that they like each other.
| Aslan |
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| Rory |






























