Another Mateo

 Another Mateo was delivered to Incoming this afternoon. He doesn't look dissimilar to our first Mateo. But has two good eyes.

Mateo 1

and stripes.

Mateo 2

 I suspect that one of the three (used to be wild) kittens in Incoming is not the same family as the other two. He keeps getting pushed back. And today he looked as though he got half way through a poo and was kicked off the litter box. So I isolated the other two in the bed box and let him have time alone with the litter box. Success! One happy(er) Bartley.

Bartley

We had a couple of brief visitors who promised to return but otherwise it was a quiet Friday afternoon.

Doris is unsettled in the stand alone. She hadn't eaten her breakfast by the end of the day. She has reserves.

Doris

Roxie has the "when will this stop" look of new mums.

Roxie plus 4

Calli has settled down nicely from her move from Isolation to Better Row.

Calli

Ginger Megs is back boarding. He looks bored because he is stuck at the dead end of Better Row.

Ginger Megs

Half beat the truck

 I got 19 bags of rubbish out into other folk's rubbish bins this morning before the Willoughby truck rolled around. There were at least a dozen left on the balcony. But they went into the Cozens bins. So the balcony is empty. Long may it remain so now that most of the boarders have gone home.

Ginger Megs was the last to go from next door. His owner is an old lady so brought her granddaughter to help get him into his carrier which he is well known to NOT LIKE. After a kerfuffle to find the key to next door (the label fell off between 18 and 19 this morning so there was a moment of deep panic when it wasn't obvious in the drawer. It was there but without the frail tag on the paperclip. There is now a curly blue ribbon securely knotted to the key with a pink tag with "18"). Granddaughter and I went to get him. He was sitting in his carrier. So I quickly shut the carrier's door. Done!

Good thing the grand daughter was there to help carry him. He is a big boy. 

Oscar who is available

 We had a rush of visitors in the late afternoon. A couple's cat died before Christmas and they are looking for another. They went to Petbarn in Chatswood (as they did the last time they needed a cat). There were no cats for adoption there. They did a Google search and found us. Liked the look of Luna on line because they had a black and white Lunar in the past. Came and liked her. Turned around and spotted Pikachu. 

 

Pikachu (my photo not Joy's)

They used to have  a white Pikachu in the past as well! Whoooo to choooose.

They have gone away to think about it.

At the same time was a family (Mum and 2 adult children) wanting perhaps a pair of cats. They couldn't decide. Too many members of the family to make a decision. They had left dad at home because he "would have wanted to adopt every cat."

Mickey

And this was after a family arrived with a plan to adopt or foster a cat or a dog or a couple of cats or a couple of dogs. I, shamelessly, referred them to Irene.

Why not Turbo and Hiccup who are now available. (And both boys which surprised me.)

Turbo (R) and Hiccup (L)

 So, nobody left but there is potential.

Joy came and took the photos.

This trio in Incoming are sneezing.

D Leon/deleon

 Our new Leon has decided that we are OK and is willing to make friends. He doesn't like to be brushed though. Pats are enough, even tummy tickles. But no brush. He even tolerated pats from the small girls that a vollie brought to meet the kitties this afternoon. Should we call him Deleon for Deaf Leon. They are fancy cars. He might like that.

Carreras and Domingo were adopted this afternoon. The young lady just wanted one kitten and got the impression from Cat Rescue that she could just take one. But Tim confirmed that they are bonded. She phoned her mother and took them both. They will live with her in the granny flat. There is an adult cat and large dog who love each other in the big house.

The play place has been emptied so that our serial boarder Ginger Megs can have play time.

After his play time, we put Opie there. He enjoyed seeing the sunshine on the balcony.

Opie

This will be the last time Mischa boards with us. Her person is taking her to New Zealand.

Mischa

Melody is looking Magnificent. And she likes strokes before breakfast.

Melody

 Frank was named for his old blue eyes.

Frank

No show garbos

 After all Dean's effort to get the poo bags out on time, the garbos didn't come today. Shit!

There were heaps of vollies so the work got done in record time which meant that lots of cats got to be out together with lots of supervisors/cuddlers. Milo thought there was too much action at ground level so jumped to the trolly, to the top of Maxwell's stand alone, then straight up to the top of the condos. All we could see of him were his ears behind the row of carriers. There he stayed until Rosanna arrived with a very tall American, and his daughter (perhaps). He didn't need much talking into to help get Milo down. And Milo didn't need much prompting from the giant. I popped him back into his condo.

Later when the vollies had gone and it was quieter, I let out Maxwell (so that I could change his hammocks). He is a very handsome cat with stricking markings and black balls. Callie thought he was lovely and chirruped at him.

Maxwell and Callie

After I put him back in his stand alone, I was able to pat Callie for the first time ever. She is soft, soft, soft. (Rosie, the fluffy mum stayed in her carry cage, of course.)

Callie

Then I let Aslan out and he had a grand leg stretch and cheek marked every vertical surface. Charlie didn't appreciate Aslan looking at him but everybody else seemed cool.

Aslan

Later we had visitors. One couple came to check out our boarding facilities. They have to go to Argentina to do some family business (her's) which will take at least a month. They met Ginger Megs' folk at a luncheon who mentioned how convenient we are and how happy GM was with us. So they came to check us out. He got the details. She doted on every cat. 

Later a mother arrived with her 2 kids: girl about 8 and boy about 6. The kids, and dad, want a cat. She hasn't had one before. Daughter wants a kitten. Son wants a cat who will love him completely. Mum was undecided. Dad is in Melbourne. They will be back. Today the choice was between Simon, Miranda and Milo. Milo was very good with the overactive, loud boy.

Milo and friend

In Quarantine, where Joy slaved away, there are some kittens who might be added to their not-so-short list:

Aster

Dahlia

And if they are prepared to wait a little longer there is always Adele's three in the Junk Room. And others.

Adele + 3

Adoptions picking up

The excellent news over the weekend is that there were adoptions:

Rhapsody. . . . no surprise there.

Beauty . . . . . you little beaut!

Sarah  . . .  hallelujah!! 

Maggie has moved into Rhapsody's stand alone

Truffle is where Beauty was. I straightened out her hammocks and covered the nasty wire shelves and she was much happier. Robyn gave her some toys and she played.

Truffle

And Star is where Sarah was. Out of Incoming at last. Her last kitten, Pluto, is still there though. She is in Syd's condo. He has gone to a foster home! Nancy is still with us.

And then a man come in looking for a pair of cats. Did he come to the right place! I showed him them all and he decided that he needed Princess and Precious because they are pet names at his place. I had a terrible time getting the computer to behave when adopting a pair of cats and buying miscellaneous mercandise. Poor Tim will have to sort it out tomorrow. But the buyer was very patient with my ineptitude. He was even more patient when Princess took off when I tried to put her into a carrier. She jumped off the back of my right hand with her back leg and took some of my skin with her. Of course, I dripped blood all over the place. Catsie had to use all her St John's skills to bandage me. Eventually we got her into a carrier. (Precious was no problem at all). The patient new owner happily took them both off. 

I had a cuddle with Maggie.

Maggie

Robyn had a cuddle with Ginger Megs.

Ginger Megs and Robyn

Geoff came to measure the movable play place for a flip up top. I am told that Sootie had a lovely play in it over the weekend. Sammy and Cypher gave themselves a fright this afternoon and went back into their condo.

Sammy

Cypher