More kittens

 Were adoped today. Roy, being the littlest available, was no surprise. And a fosterer came in to do the adoption of their foster kitten who they are going to rename Marmite (used to be Porridge).

And more kittens are in Incoming.

This little one was dropped of by a woman who was en route from Sydney to Brisbane when she let the kitten out of the car to have a poo and it ran under another car. She realized that they might not make it home. She had taken on the kitten who was with a pair of young cats: mum and granny or aunty? with a friend. The older cats had been taken off to be desexed. She had taken on the kitten and combed out her fleas.

Goodness knows what she was feeding the kitten on because she has refused Mother and Baby Cat all day. Sharon got her to eat a sachet of chicken risotto (nice and sloppy). I tried her on some cat milk without success. But she wolfed up the Mother and Baby cat crunchies. . . at the end of the day probably because she was really hungry. Should we call her Risotta?

The only carton of milk I could find was a large one so I shared it with other kittens. There is more in the fridge. Calli's four in Isolation: them with the busted door catch. (The door is pushed closed by a pile of boxes/cat carriers that push against it. . . . not very effectively. Today they escaped out of Isolation and explored the store room and Incoming before being rounded up. They might have ringworm. So the front half of Safe was fogged as soon as everybody left. ) A saucer of milk is a great distraction for them while you try to feed them and keep them in their condo. It is a job for a 6 armed warden.

There are two other new, nameless kittens in Incoming. Don't know what their story is. Neither do I like the look of that nose!

Neither Chicken or Goosy have had their kittens. . . . yet.

At home, Romeo is settling in. He spends lots of time sprucing himself up for his potential adopter.

Sunbathing Romeo