In they came

 Irene scheduled folk with cats to come in at hourly intervals but they all arrived at the same time!

The first was a mum with her 8year old daughter who wanted to foster a needy cat. They finally chose Mia. Irene had no trouble getting her into a carrier!

Then a woman came to surrender her beloved Mr Blondie. She is moving overseas and can't take him with her. Irene already has a fosterer lined up for Mr Blondie who will pick him up on Monday.

Mr Blondie

 I wonder if we should tell them about the trolley load FULL of stuff for him. His person was in floods. He was shell shocked. 

Then a couple of blokes arrived who have a pair of loving cats. They (the men) have joined the navy so can't keep the cats. 

Ravioli

 They are a bonded pair. So where the rag doll Ravioli goes, Billie will follow. . . slowly.

Billie

Two of the 6 kittens on Better Row were gleefully adopted by a woman whose husband and children will be THRILLED when they get home tonight. One must have been adopted during the Adoption Day at Collaroy Vets last Saturday. The final 3 have been moved to Archie's condo in Welfare. [Any voodoo I can do to keep Archie at home is worth it!]

The Friday vollies were delighted to have Dawson back again. He got hours of lap time. To the extent that he had to go downstairs for a snooze.

Dawson

 And this is Muffin's 3 snoozing between feeds.

Muffin + 3

 

 

Adoption Tails: Adele and her litter

 

Adele aka Brandy

Adele

 

1 day: She has been renamed Brandy and she is doing very well. “After coming home she sat on my lap after half an hour”. She is eating well and has used the litter box so it's a successful rehoming. She is not shy at all.

1 week: Brandy has explored the whole house now, as well as the safe veranda outside. She is always supervised on the veranda and follows her owner all day. She is eating well and uses the litterbox. She sneezes sometimes. She is very independent but comes when her owner calls her.

1 month: Brandy is getting a bit friendlier. She really doesn’t like to be touched or picked up but her owner can live with that. Her owner is sure it will take her a bit more time. She is asking for food all day but she currently gets food at 6 am, noon and 6 pm, before taking herself to bed.

Billie

Billie

1 day: Billie is loving the place! She’s very curious and is such a people person! She particularly loves the wet food and the owners have made her comfortable around the litter tray and water.

1 week: She's doing amazing! Much more comfortable around the entire house and is sleeping, feeding and going to the bathroom well! She's gotten more comfortable around the resident cat too.

1 month: Billie is doing great and the resident cat is much more comfortable around her now.

Britney aka Lia

Britney

 1 day: She is adapting, ate a little yesterday and today but she still hasn't drunk much water or used the litter. She just stays under the bed but little by little, she is letting the owners pet her. They still haven't decided on her name, they're seeing which one she likes the most (between Kya and Lisa).

1 week: She is already well adapted, super affectionate and playful. The only thing is that sometimes she meows very softly and other times, the meow comes out hoarse. The owner has tried to film it but every time she picks up the phone, the meowing stops. The owners have decided to name her Lia.

1 month: Lia has improved a lot, she is more affectionate and playful every day. She is very spoiled too. "Adopting her was the best thing we did, she is making us very happy."

Threes

 We had three visitors today.

1. Was a long time supporter. She adopted her second cat, Rigby (perhaps) from AWL Ingleside to be company for her childhood cat Annastasia. Annie loathed him on sight and has ever since. Nevertheless, she is an enthusiastic cat lover. She brought in a handsome cat igloo that Annie had only deigned to sleep in once and a cat tunnel that goes around corners. She often picks up and delivers our cats to vet appointments. So I showed her around. If Dexter disappears one day, she will be first suspect. The second may be me (us redheads need to stick together).

Dexter

Then the man who adopted Billie to go with his problem boy cat came in to give us his surplus stuff, including litter, 3 beds, a water fountain (without the filters which he will bring in later with the surplus toys). All this stuff he bought from us in the hope of enticing Billie to settle in well. She settled in exceedingly well. The boy cat used to be on anxiety meds before she came, now he is not and is perfectly happy with her. 

The third visitor came at 3:40 to adopt Oreo. It was the fastest adoption I have ever done. She was determined to have him and seems to be the perfect mum for him.

And today Kingsley came out of his bed condo at breakfast to reveal that he has only three legs! I didn't know. So now we have three three legged cats: Petey, Kingsley and Charlie. Will the next one be called Jake?

Kingsley

As soon as Oreo left, I cleaned his wheely cage and moved Fawny into it. His collar is off. Time to be on the website.

Fawny

I also moved Rula into Callie's condo. She seemed very interested in her new across the way neighbours.

We have a new cat, Mr MaGoo who has a cattitude sign but I think it might have just been initial grumpiness.

Mr MaGoo

But Jackie definitely has the shits again even though she has been moved out of Boarding.

Jackie

Looks like a shop

We have new shelves for merchandise. They look lovely when sparsely stocked. I took the rest of the items from on top of the condos where Billie was (no surprise that she was adopted on Monday at 10am!) As I dusted the top of those condos I was reminded of the cat who kept escaping from the condo he shared with his sister and retreating to the top of those condos. I cornered him there once and conned him into walking into a cat carrier. What was his name? I tried going back through the database but no names lept out at me. If I go back through this blog it will take hours. I moved all the cat beds there and they look more desirable now as a line of beds rather than a pile of beds.

Dolly and Mo were desexed yesterday. Dolly had one arm outside her collar when I arrived and she had spilt her water and rolled in the puddle so my shirt got wet when I picked her up to put her arm back where it belonged. Mo is her daughter (Why did I assume she was a boy? Was it the name? Could Mo be short for Maureen, Mouse, Monica? and not Moustache?) Mo wears her collar as a tutu. I think it will have to be cut off as she is such a skitty kitty (Mouse is a good name for her). I will take my good, sharp scissors with me on Friday. The scissors at Safe hardly cut paper).

Talking of changing names: Perhaps Sarah should be called Burrito. She wrapped herself tightly in her blanket and only came out at the end of the day. She was happy to be patted through the blankets.

Wilson has been moved to the play place because Harry and Harley were adopted on Saturday. (Well Done Terry). He is not a happy cat. When somebody goes to sit with him, he walks around growling and grumbling. I think he is telling us how unhappy he is to have been abandonned by his people. He loves pats and is very gentle. He even likes children. The bloke who works down the corridor and his daughter who lusts after a cat visited (again) this afternoon. I chucked her in with Wilson and he treated her just the same as the adults. . . . mutter, mutter, grumble, grumble, keep patting me, growl, complain . . . .

Last week Katie and I decided that Lasagne is a dreadful name for a cat and changed this ginger cat's name to Laurie on the assumption that he was a boy from a glimpse at his rear end.

But it turns out that s/he has some GI tract disease that will require 3 pills a day for a month, 2 pills for the next month and a pill a day for the last month. S/he will be with us for a while. Such a relief that s/he is such a nice cat.

Last little one

Billie was desexed yesterday. She managed to get her leg through her collar while asleep in her igloo. She has potential adopters lined up being the smallest kitten until Christmas, probably. Opal was being adopted when I arrived this afternoon. I chatted to Sandy who was trying to engage Harry and Harley with the fuzzy three string interactive toy. Harley watched it. I found the last feather toy and Harley was much more interested in catching that. [I need more feathers. The birds around here don't seem to be loosing theirs. So if you have some, please may I have them to make more feather toys.] Opal did not enjoy being in a cat carrier. We could hear her next door. Her new owners were thrilled.

By the way, Jet is settling in beautifully to her new home. Other cats who were desexed include Dolly in incoming who is the mother of Socks, Mo and Tip. Mo is still very "don't touch me" while the other two are "Whatever". Rather like George who hides in the box clutching Patches while the rest of Santa Maria's kids are as friendly as she is. She rolled over to let me tickle her tummy this afternoon. What can I say. . . . . "cats!" A couple of sisters arrived to look at Charlie. One of them couldn't get away from him while I showed the other around. They changed places and Charlie liked the other sister too. Decision made. Adoption processed. Lucky them. I will miss Charlie.

The other cat with potential adopters is Valentino. He was more interested in MORE CHICKEN this afternoon.

So was Lucky. (Isn't she a pretty pus when she is not spitting?)

Of course, Harry and Harley were most interested in chicken. Somehow their door opened and Harry ventured out as far as the wheely trolley. All I had to do was to wave the chicken in the play place and he scurried back in. Such a relief.

Harley is in front with the black elbows and Harry is in the back with the white elbows.

Thunder clouds

As I drove south from Avalon around noon, a huge bank of thunderclouds was moving north. The rain came down as I crossed Roseville Bridge. Somewhere must have got hail at least. The cats weren't concerned. They could smell the chicken that I brought with me. Doel was adopted just before I arrived to a family with two small daughters who asked a hundred questions. Katie forgot to give them his cardboard house. It won't be of use to anybody else after being "sterilized". She plans to get in touch with the new owners to coordinate a pass over of his safe house. Valentino has graduated to "out front". He likes this view better.

I took some photos of Chloe after softening her up with chicken. On the web page she looks like a tuxedo instead of the favoured grey and white. Let's hope a better photo gets her adopted.

Some cats have come out of Incoming: George and Lechusa are next to Harry and Harley. I hope the H's learn their manners rather than vice versa.

Norma and Petite are where Mini was. Norma has a very small black spot on her bottom lip (just like Marilyn Munroe's). Petite has black blotches around her mouth.

Tim moved their brother Ginger and Snowy in their box to the condo below Valentines while Katie carried Patches without any fuss. Of course, they are all in the box now.Their mum, Santa Maria is next to Luna. Katie picked her and her bed up. S.Maria clung to the bed and the transfer went smoothly.

Riley was desexed. And is/was wearing an Elizabethan collar. She is a girl! And we don't know if the kitten in Incoming, Billie, is a girl or a boy. How very modern.