New locks

 A man arrived this afternoon with new locks and keys for our Couzins bins. The locks have been faulty for a while. It is nice to have new ones with nice new keys. (My old key also opens the new locks). 

But it wasn't nice to realise this morning that there were 30 bags of rubbish on the balcony. I didn't check until after the Willoughby council truck had been past. And our Willoughby bins were in the garage: one completely full and the other completely empty. 

So we will have to be vigilant to get ahead of the maggots.

In the meantime, a kitten was supposed to come today but didn't. Ginger Rogers and crew are getting into the swing of regular feeds. They have been trained to bellow by Vader who is clear eyed and longing for someone to love. 

There is a new family of kittens in incoming. One has an enlarged eye and is on meds. 

In Boarding there is a kitten called Sunny who had an adventure late this afternoon. His condo door was open. He came when called, a trifle reluctantly and with a scrape under his chin that I don't think was there earlier. But I don't regularly look under kittens chins so perhaps it was.

Sunny

Lola has found a new possy. And she did a classic face plant.

Lola

Elsie and Eliza have been desexed. They seem thrilled and won't be long with us once their collars are off. Somebody rang today wanting three kittens!

Elsie and Eliza

And Whitney is all alone in her condo. Her kittens are together as a threesome but only one is available. . . . at the moment.

Whitney