Frantic Friday

 One result is this:

The remaining three ABBA kittens were adopted today. Agnetha and Bjorn went to an enthusiastic teenager and her parents first. They were torn between them and Pumpkin and Midnight but Bjorn had called to the daughter over the www. 

Later a family came to find a kitten to replace their dark tortie who died not so long ago. Amber looked too much like their previous cat and they wanted somebody to go with their 8 year old boy cat. So they chose Freda who was looking very sorry for herself with her siblings gone.

Alongside these adoptions there was a superfluity of vollies and trainees, folk coming with donations of such generosity that they deserved a conducted tour around all the cats, folk coming to pick up their boarding cats who were more, or less, eager to go home. Tilly/ Daphne didn't really want to go but she will be back. Fosterers came in with kittens to be vaccinated including the fosterer of Sushi and her litter. Sushi is in the small stand alone. She is very sweet and a little shy.

Sushi

Her remaining two kittens are in the stand alone beside the trolley.

Tofu

Pork Bun

Lots of cats got to wander around enjoying the visitors. Max got time in the play place (as all boarders who paid for time have had it.) He is happy to be carried there by Katie.

Max

I didn't get to eat my lunch until 3 - 3:30. At which time I decided that it was too late to hand out the chicken. But Rosanna was so horrified at the idea that the cats would go without their Friday chicken that she offered to stay late to share it out. And Katie wanted some for the Incoming cats too. I got away just as Tim came back from the vets with Coco (check up), Cleo (desex) and somebody else. Opey was let out in the hope that Tim will get him back into his stand alone when he came back from the vets. As I left Opey's expression dared me to walk past him.

Opey is all bluff

 

RIP Freda

C kittens adopted

Somebody had put an expression of interest on one of Candace's kittens. When they were desexed she came to confirm her interest and ended up taking them both! They have such different personalities but I suppose she didn't realize that at Safe Haven. She will at home. I wonder if she will continue to call them Caleb and Cooper.

Two of the F girls have been desexed and look very fetching in their Elizabethan collars. I don't know why the other tortie wasn't done. Perhaps she is too light. The boys are both black but who know which is Franklin?

Buffy has been put on a special diet to try to control her dreadful skin/drool condition. Which meant that Taylor needed to be moved to a condo of her own. I carried her across with her towel to the (cleaned) condo where Bonnie was. I carefully put the hairy towel back into the condo with Buffy just in case she needs the smell of Taylor to keep her calm.
Taylor has a modesty cloth to hide behind. . . Buffy doesn't need one.

Taylor

Bonnie is now below Candice and the plan is to open the trapdoor between them so the sisters can be together.

Bonnie and her bear

A ginger colony cat was brought in by Clare. It is assumed that it is a he. He is around the back next to the D kitten condo. 

Clare's ginger

The remaining two D's, Diana and Danielle have been moved to Charlie's condo. They were fairly shattered by being moved inside their square bed which is normally a flat bed.

Danielle and Diana

I noticed that apart from Peanut and his downstairs mate Sootie who is behind modesty cloths because he is so unsettled that he is not using his litter tray (perhaps he need some dirt). . . . that all the cats in that adoption area are female. 

We have no borders and it is all clean. Storm has moved back to the palace.

PS Tim had the day off. He has Freda and Ginger at home with him. Freda is not well.

The T-shirt says it all

Just after I arrived (to find all the work done by the morning shift) a couple arrived from Pymble to adopt Bailey. They are experienced cat owners. Their last cat dropped by to eat for 16 years but lived next door most of the time except in the winter when he came for a warm lap. The husband walks with a walker but is alert. The wife is super capable. Bailey will have lots of love and a garden.

My friend GIna arrived 10 minutes later to meet him. I sent her his photo a couple of months ago. She was going to come last week but couldn't pick up a taxi on Pacific Highway. It obviously wasn't meant to be.

So I introduced her and her friend Astrid to everybody. It took hours because all the cats were interested and interactive. They both loved Blossom but the ongoing meds could be a problem. And Penny loved Gina.

Penny

Gina will think about it. 

Freda and Ginger are a little better. They have both grown a lot since the last time I groomed them. Ginger was quite clean and not very wiggley. 

Ginger

But Freda is not putting any weight on her front left paw and her tail was a bit crunchy.

Freda

In the middle of the afternoon a young man arrived with three plastic tubs of dog food, cat food, fish and rabbit food. I put the non cat food into one bin in the "office" and filled another with the towels on top of Tammy's condo. If you come across a suspect towel in the washing basket: chuck it out. We have HEAPS of them. (While Bailey was being processed I tidy-up-ed the linen shelved. . . . . LOTS of TOWELS).

Still with us

I got to Safe Haven early-ish because the tennis group folded early because we were one person short, one person with a bad back, one person with a chest infection. Enough already, we said after 2 sets.

So Sandy and Joan were just finishing up and Tim had taken cats to the vet:
         Kit Kat (or Maggie) was checked out to be better than expected.
         Buffy is on antibiotics. Her skin is looking better.
         The D kittens are still off their food. But obviously not REALLY sick.

Sandy and Joan were worried about Freda who is off her food too. She was due to be picked up by her foster-to-adopt person. Her bum was a bit red and sore looking. But she ate her lunch (when Tim got back) and was still passing formed stools. So perhaps it is just a reaction to having been vaccinated on Tuesday.

The family who is to foster to adopt Ginger plus Freda came. The mother loves cats and had them as a child. The husband doesn't know cats so is worried about hairs on everything. The two little girls are just thrilled with the idea of having a kitten. They are about 5 and 7 so if Ginger and Fred go home with them, we will never see them again!

While Freda was having her lunch (she ate well and he polished everything off), Bailey performed fabulously for them. He let them pat, brush and love on him. Personally, I think that he would be a better match for the family but having F & G in a foster home would be better for TIm. They went away, catless with instructions to call on Sunday to see how Freda is and whether she is well enough to leave Safe Haven.

Bailey

My friend Gina was supposed to visit but she couldn't get a taxi in time. I will pick her up at home next week on my way! I think Bailey will be perfect for her too.

I spent time organising stuff.

I put labels on the wheely cages. Tim remembered where the blue labels were so I added them, later.

Angelo inspects the label

And I spent time socializing:

        Blossom: she is much more relaxed since her thyroid is appropriately medicated.

Blossom

Bonnie: who is off her food. She managed to eat two dental crunchies and some mouthfuls of breakfast wet food.

 Bonnie

Candace: who, if you give her enough time, really likes to be patted, stroked and generally loved on. She, and Bonnie, will be desexed next week. Tim and Chris (the vet) hope that the assigned day will be a good one for them because they both still are flu-filled. Candace's purr is deep and rumbly. She wouldn't pass a Corona virus test!

Candace

Eden adopted

I always thought Eden was a boy: Ed = Edward, Den= Dennis. But Dr Google says that it can be used for either gender and is currently the 146th most popular name for girls. Who knew!

Eden

She will be picked up on Friday as the gift for a 12 year old and her 8 year old brother. The mother and granny came in today to do the paper work. It strikes me that we should take the name and contact details of young adopters, send a Xmas card each year to their cat, and eventually offer them a summer placement with us. That way we would get volunteers who know at least one cat intimately.

Eden will be a very happy cat this weekend.

And lots of our other kittens should be adopted at Petstock in Mona Vale.
We don't have many adults that would be happy in a cage in a shop. But Peanut and perhaps Caramel might go with the kitten litters. I smeared myself all over Caramel (while she cleaned my face for me) so I hope that she will make the effort to clean herself up by Saturday.

Peanut

Caramel

Blake will be a waste of a stand alone cage by himself. He is bound to get adopted first. He may have to be in a carrier.

Blake

We opened the bedroom door for Freda and Ginger. He had a lovely time exploring their new space. Although they are undersized, they play like 6 week old kittens which is very endearing. (As are their clean feet and bottoms!)

Freda and Ginger

A Cody update: He walks without a leash but with my supervision. He is convinceds a lizard lurks in the loose leaves.

Cody

Another whisker

While I was giving Blossom some attention this afternoon I noticed that she has a short whisker on her jaw bone, below her ear. She has one on each side which match. I had not noticed these back whiskers before. Tim hadn't noticed them either. Then he looked at other cats and some have them and others don't.
Caramel doesn't have them.
Candace has very visible white ones. (I gave her a corrugated scratchy pole for something to do). And I stood beside Evie and unravelled the feather toys to entertain her.)

Candace

I gave Samantha a scratchy pole. She was not impressed.

Samantha

Buffy's skin is looking much better and less itchy. The hair is growing back on the shaved areas.

Buffy.

 I decided that the tiny kittens should be called Fred(a) and Ginger as they play footsies. Tim says that they hope to have a naming competition for them as a fund raiser, if they can figure out how to do it.
I washed their feet which were much better than on Wednesday. Apart from a footprint on the back of Ginger's neck, he was quite clean and excessively wiggly. Freda's feet were the usual skate board of hardened poo. But she purred loudly while I soaked her feet and picked turds from between her toenails. They were rewarded by food. No wonder their tummy's are so round.

Ginger and Freda