Showing posts with label Kenny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kenny. Show all posts

Friday, July 10, 2026

Four on Friday

 Bronwyn came at 10am to adopt Heathcliffe. Bronwyn used to be a volunteer cleaner and has at least one of our cats at home with her two soppy Alsatians and kids who are home schooled. Her daughter "needed" to adopt Heathcliffe for her own cat. (Mum paid. . . . of course.) They will pick him up on Sunday morning (probably at 10am again). And in the meantime he has had his scheduled vaccination and should have recovered from that by Sunday. Nice for us to have time to say good bye.

Heathcliffe

 Then a young man named Zane came to adopt a cat. He lives in a granny flat with his girlfriend. There is an Ozzie bulldog in the main house who is a whimp. He chose Eleanor and plans to change her name to Zara!

Her two remaining kittens will miss having mum to suck on even if there is no milk.

Erika and Evie
Their neighbour Billy got a good look at from another visitor. And a prolonged cuddle from a vollie.

Then a young couple came to choose a cat. . . or two. They eventually fell for Indy and Marcy. Despite the pairs of ginger, ex-Parvovirus boys and the paired surrendered cats like Pablo and Kenny. (So much choice, so few customers).

Indy

Marcy

 Actually, more customers came. But they were just looking . . . . this time. 

And somebody phoned about the two S kittens in Avalon. 



 

Wednesday, July 8, 2026

 Today we moved Rosie's kittens down from upstairs to the Voonie enclosure. All the V's except Vegas have been adopted. He has moved to Lola's small stand alone. Perhaps I should rename that to Jimmy's twice adopted stand alone. As we were short staffed (THANK YOU Catsie for coming to help out) I cleaned upstairs so got to clean the Rosie stand alone and move Gideon into it. It will be warmer for him overnight in "the office". He is eating very well but seems to have forgotten about getting to the litter tray.

The entertainment for the Rosie kittens was when Kenny and Pablo made a dash from their enclosure. Pablo was a snap to get back in. . . . just open the door with food in your hand. But Kenny got all confused and ran back and forwards until he saw Pablo inside and rushed to join him.

Pablo was unaffected

Kenny was shocked

Robyn visited and Rascal took to her. That back scratcher has done wonders for Rascal.

 

Rascal and Robyn
And Robyn noticed the fabulous curls in Muffin's ears. (Her right eye looked a bit weepy but it might just have been the colouration there).

Muffin
Ravyn wasn't feeling well. She declined to go for a walk. Even though she has a smart new harness and leash donated by a woman who wanted to give us a litter tray. (Thanks but no thankyou).

Ravyn not as usual

And Pishi is on an "all you can eat" diet under vet's instructions. She is wallowing in it.

 

Pishi's phat

Wednesday, June 24, 2026

Litter delivery

 The lovely vollie who delivered the bags of litter says that the place we get it from is closing up shop. He is taking home, to his shed, the bags that they have left. And we are stocked up for a while. At the rate we are adopting out cats, those small bags may be gone by August.

I took the opportunity to put the drying table closer to the vollie's work space.
 
And the bins are close to the roller door. The nice vollie took the pallet away.
Jimmy is by himself because Bluebelle, his mum got adopted over the weekend. I didn't really think they were "a bonded pair."
Jimmy
And Eleanor lost a couple of her kittens.
Eleanor + 1

She is left with Erica and Evie who were sucking on her tummy this afternoon. 

Little Pebble left the building. She has gone to a foster to adopt home because she wasn't happy with her erstwhile house mates.

Little Pebble

 A woman rang up asking for a cat that she can take for walks. We suggested Ravyn. She was going to visit before 4pm if she could get a lift. Didn't arrive. Perhaps tomorrow?

Ravyn
Where Peaches and family were we have Kenny and Pablo. Don't know who is whom. One is very friendly and the other is hiding.

And the boarder Ottie is out of hiding. He was adopted from us. I don't recognise him but he accepted a pat from me.

Ottie