Bree's bum

 I thought it was my camera. But her back end is definitely ginger. Today she was moved out of the low stand alone to an enclosure upstairs. She seemed delighted with the move because her back glowed.

Bree upstairs

I do not believe the orange glow is a reflection from that orange doona cover that is now an enclosure cover. But she matches.

We have some new cats. Penelope and Ariel have moved into Incoming (the area along the wall beside the feeding station.) They came in from a fosterer who was able to cuddle them both. Ariel is the tabby and is the friendly one. The other is Penelope, ginger and white.
 

Penelope and Ariel

The same fosterer brought in Peaches and her litter. They have moved into the enclosure next to Sparrow.

 Peaches is a fluffy (DMH) ginger without any white on her. Her kittens are quite big (F5s). There is Muffin who is grey calico with a stub tail, 

Honey who is a medium haired, ginger and white,

Biscuit who is a ginger with a whitish smear on his forehead  

Peaches and Biscuit

Muffin and Honey

The fosterer said she must have been hungry when she named them.

Settling in

 Robin visited today. It was grand to see her. And she hopes that now that she is just 5 minutes away, we will see her more often. Australis was thrilled to meet her. Her tail almost touches her ears when she is particularly pleased.

Australis and Robyn's fascinating finger

The crew had the brilliant idea of moving the stand alones to sweep beneath them.

 And while stand alones were moving, Bree's was rotated by 90degrees so that she backs up to the end of Chalk and Percy's.

 She glowed at the prospect of being able to watch Lola and Pixie. (Or my too smart iPhone changed her colours to what it thought was appropriate!

R

Bree isn't this tortie!

Rascal is becoming more sociable in her new digs.

Rascal

 Even, Oreo next door seems more relaxed.

Oreo

On his other side is Clover, the Ume replacement. She is not a happy cat.

Clover

 But Gideon was when we took off his cone so that he could eat and try to walk. (The eating went well for soft food. But the walking is all over the place unless there is a lap to be had.)

 

Gideon loves a lap

Only 2 to go

 That is, Tim has only two more enclosures to put together. He has run out of a nuts. The fastening shop next door was closed by the time he realized that. They might have the right kind (as well as a nice dog). The hardware stores up the road didn't. 

And I might have made enough hammocks for these last two. But the remaining hammocks are either the wrong size or need the nifty attachers that we got from the toys that Mariko gave each cat in the cattery four (?) years ago. I will have to devise an alternative so that those old ones can be used. And make some more for when boarders (expected on Sunday) go home.

I really was too busy to take any photos today. There were visitors. Some came to Roseville a couple of weeks ago. They live in Bayview so brought more family with them to choose. More opinions really don't make for easier decisions. They adjourned for coffee. Came back with dad who complicated matters further and then whisked off for a business meeting. Terry be warned. They may be back tomorrow.

When I left David was processing an adoption. I don't know of whom. He had the <F6's to give dinner to.

The vollies did a splendid job in the morning. The following photos demonstrate, courtesy of Umi, how difficult, and time consuming, it can be.

 

 Hero Catsie dropped by with some chicken that was loitering in her fridge. It was so splendidly and finely chopped that we fed it to the kittens who LOVED IT. Thank you Catsie (again).

The hero of the day

 Was Catsie. Because she found my phone that I had put down somewhere safe and very obvious. And I couldn't find it. She did. Hurrah for Catsie.

Catsie

 I took a video of the center area but it was 31MB so it will not upload. A photo of the back alley will have to suffice.

Back alley

 This vollie has an appropriate decal on her back window.

  This is where Maxi and his germy brothers live. Kath entertained them by showing them a bird video on her phone.

 We had a couple of visitors who came in and one who was not allowed even though he would have liked to come in.

 I wonder too if the Cozens bin that appeared inside our doorway is for us or was delivered by mistake. It is just a paper bin and the lid seems to be screwed shut. There is a slot to add paper through the lid.

 If you wonder where the paper towels are stored: they are in the ladies.

 And Julie and Bassuria have moved to a bigger enclosure with one shelf. (The selves from our original enclosures have been shared out amongst the new enclosures. Ume loves his now that I have put it lower.

J & B inside their igloo, of course

 

Moved

 The removalists came yesterday, took down all the condos, drove them to Mona Vale and rebuilt them there. Then the cats were all moved and installed. Some of the condo doors don't close easily. The trick is to push up on the bottom of the window frame to get them to close.

None of the condos had numbers this morning. Usually you feed following the numbers of the condos. So I gave them numbers and found the cats names and put a condo number beside the cat to know what and when to feed it. I felt pretty clever until Tim pointed out that condos 1-6 have large numbers written on them and I had started my numbering at the other end. I changed my numbers just before David sat down to write up new feeding sheets. What a job! Thank you David.

Most cats seem to have settled down well. Even Chalk was fairly quiet this afternoon. But the three vollies had to work very hard to get everything done. 

I didn't think of taking any photos but David mentioned that he saw/snapped several rabbits while walking down Taronga Place. This is the little one I saw earlier in the week.

Short Wednesday

 The moving men still haven't delivered the dismantled condos to Mona Vale. So the cats haven't been transferred. Which makes working at Mona Vale very quick and easy. The two vollies could take their time with every cat and still get away before 1pm. Even I went home for lunch because Lovely Kath came to take care of everybody in the afternoon.

Joy took photos of Demi and her baby whom I have named Half.

Demi who really does glow and her kitten

 Terry dropped by to put together the scratchy poles that he had to disassemble yesterday to bring to Mona Vale. He also reconstructed the stand alone that was in Isolation. It has been empty for months so surely is not contageous (ringworm family was in there.) He tightened up everything so I hope the doors stay closed.

 Every day is another adventure.

 Since I wrote this Kath has posted photos of reassembled condos at Mona Vale. The removalists came! 

My first Tuesday

 It was very nice to meet the Tuesday crew (or some of it) at last.

One thing they, and everyone else will have to remember is that the new, industrial mop needs to be rinsed out after it is finished with for the day. Otherwise all the dirt stays in it.

I told Tim that Julie and Bass are almost out of ZD wet, which has been their sole diet since he had a tooth out. Tim decided that it was time they were reintroduced to ZD crunchies. Aslan is proof positive that you don't have to have any teeth at all to enjoy crunchies. (But he does love his wet ZD).

Julie and Bassuria

 

I gave Dinesh a hammock today. Is was brand new. I made it out of a pillowslip yesterday. He watched them next door playing in theirs. (Do we have a name for Demi's kitten? How about "Half")

Demi + 1

At some stage Demi threw up on his new hammock. I have made him another one this evening. If anybody has some old, cotton or flanelette pillowslips, please bring them in. They are the perfect size for the larger enclosures. 
 

 

It is probably me who is doing something odd!

 

Elle

Elly

Sparrow

When I left this afternoon around 4pm there was a very small rabbit sitting on the side of the road as though it was waiting for it's mum to pick it up  from kindy. About 5 ins tall (12cm), dark grey with a white rim around its chest. Super cute.

Continuing. . . because Blogger did something odd

 

Phoebe

Autumn

Cosmo & Coco

Mouse

Bree

Voomie's

How's it going

 I photographed every cat at Mona Vale today. You can tell by their faces how they are coping.

Demi plus 1

Dinesh

Bonnie

Roxie

Ume

Rascal and Raphaella

Julie & Bassuria

Chalk

 

Autum

First shift at the new place

 The three vollies who came to Mona Vale had to search out all the bits and pieces that they needed. Some things were missing  . . . . like rubbish bins and aprons. But they improvised and did a splendid job. They deserved two photos -- one at each end of out large downstairs space.

 

 Thanks guys. Most of the cats have settled down after their big day on Friday. Some haven't. Salt and Pepper are still ready to bolt. Chalk is a happy chappy and Ume just wants a cuddle.

One third gone

 It started out as a normal day except for the instruction to not add any litter to any litter tray because cats will be moved and their litter discarded. Then mid morning volunteer drivers started arriving and Irene's Peter came in with Terry to coral cats into carriers.

Then I had a thought. Why not put the cat's litter into the plastic food bags that have been saved for lo these many years in the bin under the feeding table. It worked: that bin is almost empty now, the rubbish bins are full and there are no bags on the balcony and the cats have a familiar smell of self in their new home.

Thanks Kath for photos taken while the first arrivals were settled into Mona Vale. Bonnie is in a corner by herself (because of her ring worm). She had to be collected especially because she was forgotten in a carrier in Isolation. In her new naughty corner she was having a lovely time and tore her name tag off her stand alone.

Bonnie

Chalk seems to have settled in right away. I will try to get the cats more cuddled in with sheet covers tomorrow.
 

Salt and Pepper are back together in an enclosure. Salt is NOT HAPPY. She looks as though she will rip the arm off anybody who tries to open the door in her rush to get away.  (Again.)

I think this is Umi. Because I had to tie up her hammocks this evening. 

What is left at Roseville? I counted 55 cats. There were 86 on Wednesday. 

And there is a bit of washing up. (One of the lovely transporters washed all the dishes while waiting for Peter to catch her car load of cats.)