Going, going. . . . .

 Joy spent ages this afternoon trying to get a decent photograph of Hank to go with his profile on our Available for Adoption webpage. He was more interested in cuddles than posing. Mid afternoon a mum and her daughter arrived to look for a replacement cat for their beloved one whom they adopted from Peggy Brown's branch of AWL 14 years ago (when the daughter was 5). He had just died. I think they said his name was Oscar when they adopted him and I looked up the old blog. There were lots of Oscars at Peggy's. But the one that seemed to match their story was adopted by a family of three boys. But this is a family of 2 girls. Perhaps I got the name wrong . . . . or the story wrong 14 years ago!

Anyhow, I think it is a match made in heaven. They have a pair of suburban kelpies and spend time in a flat in Newport and on a farm. So Hank will have a devoted teenager, a pair of dogs that will know where he is all the time, and a life full of adventure, on a harness and leash. (I sold them one and explained how to train a human to walk a cat).

Hank

Then I sewed plastic pockets on the aprons so that vollies can insert their name tag and everybody will know who is whom. The name tags are in a box on the desk next to the Japanese cat. If your name isn't there, write it on the bit of paper there and I will write a tag for you. I will finish off the job on Friday. And will welcome feedback on how they work out.

(The aprons need to be washed. That strip of tap to signify a pocket used to be white.)
 

Good news that Biscuit was adopted over the weekend. Lucky them. And Davo is where she used to be.

Davo

He must have some Asian genes: with those pointy ears, almond shaped eyes and ultra thin tail.

What does Roger have in him? . . . apart from germs and fungi.

Roger

And of course, as Joy was taking the photos, there were lots of Kat.

Kat

Robyn came to spend some time with the cats. Everybody was happy to see her.