Busy afternoon

 The morning was well controlled. Just the right number of vollies. No visitors. 

A woman rang to ask about Peanut. Lovely cat, says I. I will visit, says she. She arrived and met Princess Peanut who was gracious at first but soon got sick of it, as usual. The woman had lots to tell me about her situation and needs. I almost got her to take away the covered litter box that obstructs the feeding corner.  She will return. 

Then just as I was thinking about lunch there was a phone call about Honey. Was he available? Yes! They came. In fact, they had driven from Maitland to adopt a ginger cat for her mother from another establishment this morning. Just as they got off the freeway the other place rang them to say the cat they wanted had just been adopted. Sensibly, she searched on her phone and found Honey. Rang and they came. And they liked him. He liked them. . . .  but he is like that.

Just as they were sitting down to adopt him, David arrived so I handed over the paperwork to him so I could attend to the mother and daughter who had come in 2 minutes before looking for a cat to keep company with their adult female. I just had time to say "a boy would be better than a girl" and told them how to tell who was available. They wandered around until they got to Jimmy whom I had moved to Lola's stand alone (the small one) but half an hour before. The daughter fell in love. And Jimmy loves anybody who loves him. His mum was adopted over the weekend so he hasn't forgotten how to live with an older female cat. . . . . . match made in heaven. David had another adoption to do.

Then the bloke who loves Vulcan arrived with his lady friend who loves Velvet. By this time Irene had arrived and she took over doing that adoption. The V's are still with us because Velvet was only desexed on Tuesday and we need to monitor her incision for a few days more. Plus she can't keep a collar on with her voracious brothers around. 

I didn't have time to take any photos. Will add some of Joy's from Wednesday.

Earl Grey now has sloppy poos. (I can't spell dyer-reha, either)

Earl Grey

Rosie's kittens still are having the occasional vomit. This morning I was confused when I found yellow water in their bowl. Perhaps they have some medication in it. Tim suggested that they had wee'd into it.

Rosie's innocent kittens

 Ravyn demands a walk daily. She now has a second box because I bought a pair of navy ankle boots which came in a very stylish box which I just had to give to her. The person who wants a cat that she can take for walks came over the weekend. But as she was contemplating walking that cat in the dog park, we didn't advise her to take Ravyn. Ravyn would have attacked the dogs.

Ravyn