Smashed bin

 Only one Willoughby bin was taken to the sidewalk yesterday. There were more bags on the balcony and and empty bin in the garage. But, perhaps, if it had been filled and taken to be collected this morning, the collection truck would have dropped and smashed it as well. 

Seems to be our luck with trash cans.

It has been reported. The mess moved into the erstwhile empty bin which is back in the garage. Let's hope they are quicker at getting us a new bin than usual.

In the meantime, our monthly tally of one cat/kitten adopted per day is holding in April.

This afternoon last week's keen family came back for Cheetah. I left Kath to it because I wanted to rush home to PC. (Just like previously, I left two bags of washing and a bag of washed tins in the loading bay in my rush to get home).

PC had a very quiet day in bed. He hadn't got up even for a drink of water, let alone food. Yesterday he and Aslan basked on the nice warm tiles on the verandah . . . between snacks.

PC and Aslan

 I don't think PC got out of his bed today. Not even for a drink of water. We have fixed that but he isn't interested in eating anything. But rather likes it on my bed.

PC

Just like Cookie liked it on my lap earlier in the afternoon while I brushed her tummy.

Cookie's pretty tummy

And Bruce loves lying on his mummy's tummy.

Ruby is a pillow for Bruce

 Old AWL vollies will enjoy that we had an email from the daughter of the woman who adopted Jasmine, with 3 legs. I fostered Jasmine before and after her amputation and she was a lovely cat. And I used to feed her when the mother went to visit other family in Canberra. I could go through the blog I kept then to find a photo if anybody is interested.

 

No Lunch

 I wasted spent a lot of time this afternoon updating the vollie's name tags. The wee box that they live in has become very tight and most of the names in it are of vollies who have "retired". So I asked Rosanna for an updated list of vollies names and went through the box pulling out the uncurrent names and writing the new current names. It is amazing what a difference that has made to the number of cards that are current. But, if you can't find your name in the alphabetical sorting, go through the stack of cards at the back of the box. You may well still be there!

One adoption today to the woman who confessed to having visited 10 times before deciding whom she wanted to take home with her. David did the deed. They all went home happy. . . . see multiple social media posts. 

Pippa adopted

 Another visitor couple were looking for a kitten even though they are older. He is mostly in a wheelchair and she is lively. They liked Phoebe (Valentina's last wobbly kitten). Unfortunately they have a scheduled "away" time until Wednesday. But the probability of Phoebe still being available when they return is 95%.

Irene anticipates that 5 kittens will be adopted tomorrow. (Not including Phoebe.)

Georgie, the female G, went to be desexed today but did not survive the anaesthetic.  . . . something congenital. Rather like Grayson's missing back leg. The rest of the family is getting more relaxed and friendlier by the day.

Gideon (tabby with white on face), Gaia (Black & White), Gruff (brown tabby)

Including Grayson who can be picked up and cuddled medicated. 

 While on G kittens: I tried to clean up Gary who gets drops put into his ear twice a day. Of course, he shakes them out onto his divine ginger coat. I gave that coat a good wipe with damp paper towel this afternoon. It didn't do much good.

Gary

 Late this afternoon (when I checked that everybody had enough water to drink overnight) Lilli came out of her bed box. She is such a pretty cat with GREEN eyes.

Lilli

 And the new kittens who arrived on Wednesday are Caramel: tabby & white paws, Cheetah: tabby with white nose, Fluffy: DMH and, our named, Panther: black.

I have made two more hammocks to replace the ones that were thrown out from Nutmeg's enclosure.

 Bright enough?