I got 19 bags of rubbish out into other folk's rubbish bins this morning before the Willoughby truck rolled around. There were at least a dozen left on the balcony. But they went into the Cozens bins. So the balcony is empty. Long may it remain so now that most of the boarders have gone home.
Ginger Megs was the last to go from next door. His owner is an old lady so brought her granddaughter to help get him into his carrier which he is well known to NOT LIKE. After a kerfuffle to find the key to next door (the label fell off between 18 and 19 this morning so there was a moment of deep panic when it wasn't obvious in the drawer. It was there but without the frail tag on the paperclip. There is now a curly blue ribbon securely knotted to the key with a pink tag with "18"). Granddaughter and I went to get him. He was sitting in his carrier. So I quickly shut the carrier's door. Done!
Good thing the grand daughter was there to help carry him. He is a big boy.
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Oscar who is available |
Pikachu (my photo not Joy's) |
They have gone away to think about it.
At the same time was a family (Mum and 2 adult children) wanting perhaps a pair of cats. They couldn't decide. Too many members of the family to make a decision. They had left dad at home because he "would have wanted to adopt every cat."
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Mickey |
And this was after a family arrived with a plan to adopt or foster a cat or a dog or a couple of cats or a couple of dogs. I, shamelessly, referred them to Irene.
Why not Turbo and Hiccup who are now available. (And both boys which surprised me.)
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Turbo (R) and Hiccup (L) |
So, nobody left but there is potential.
Joy came and took the photos.
This trio in Incoming are sneezing.
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