New faces

 Of cats. The vollies are fairly stable now. But 13 cats were adopted last week so there are new ones and ones who have moved. Like Rosie who has moved, at last, from Transit Lane to Phoenix's stand along. She sneezed frequently today. (Her usual reaction to change).

Rosie

 Across the aisle below Mia, is Pickles who had splatters on her glass. Perhaps she has the same sneeze reaction to movement.

Pickles

Mia has dark (?bloody) splatters on her condo walls and glass which look old and dried blood. This changing weather makes for sniffles.

Next to Rosie are a new pair of kittens (only one black this time) who were left by Vivienne who was very sad to leave them with us. They are Freckles and Speckles. The black one is Freckles. Speckles has tiny clusters of black hairs in the white.

Freckles and Speckles

 Johnny is where Chanel was. She lasted less than a week in "the" stand-alone.

Johnny (Joy's photo. . . can't you tell!)

 Out the back are the S big kittens one of whom has some kind of crusty lesion on his nose. Irene suspects ringworm so we moved the litter into Isolation. The nose has a condo of her own. The other two are together. They are all black and very fluffy. Their names got confused: they are Spelt, Spirit and Spook.

 

 

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

 

 

More adoptions

 A busy weekend. Not only was Mia adopted but her next door neighbour Harry was adopted too. And so was Felicity the kitten.

Felicity

 And Teddy and GiGi have been adopted by our Natalie.

Lola is doing well. She is in a small condo and has a huge plastic cone on. But seems to be happy to be home. (The pain killers probably help). There is a fund raising effort on Facebook to try to recoup the price of her operation.

Cordelia was sent to the vet to be desexed. And they discovered that she is pregnant. So she is back in her condo, enjoying the pregnancy rations and looking as slim as she was last week.

Cordelia

She came in at the same time as Zoe did. Zoe is younger.

Zoe

 We had a new kitten for a short while. Choco was whisked off to be fostered.

Choco

And Mateo is back in a hard collar for another week. He bumped his wound in the soft collar . . . . probably when racing around like a mad thing. He had a turn in the play place where he can't get up to full speed.

Mateo

Aziza's kittens (in Isolation) are very interested in eating her food. Unfortunately the crunchies make them vomit. So we separate Aziza in a carrier to eat her crunchies with a side of wet food while the littles have just the wet food. They love it.

Aziza's 4

Fun with the bins today included magots! Somebody filled the Willoughby bin in the basement and it was left there yesterday because two others were taken out to the pavement (including the cracked one that I had left upside down in the basement to NOT be filled).

That cracked bin will be collected by Willoughby council within the next three working days. It is on the sidewalk. . . . upside down.

Moving Mia

 There was a note on the desk on Wednesday to say that Mia was going to be adopted and picked up on Thursday or Friday. 

When I arrived on Friday afternoon, Mia was still in her enclosure. And nobody came to finalize the adoption. 

But they came on Saturday and Terry did the adoption. To these lovely people from Narrabean.

I asked if she was hard to get into the carrier and Terry replied: 

They brought a big soft carrier and when it was time to put her in it, I gave her a few treats and then Mia let me pick her up without any fuss and put her through the top. One of the easiest I have done. Mia must have thought ’now it’s my turn to get a home.’ So lovely for her.

 Have a wonderful life Mia.

The A Team

 The cleaning team was in top form today. They even cleaned  the W kittens condo which was a mess. They had even thrown some poo out of their condo. I didn't see it. And I kneeled on it during the first morning feed. Luckily that was very early and I could take off my trousers, wash the poo off the knee and potter around in my knickers while they partially dried out on the balcony. They were back on well before the cleaning vollies arrived!

Later in the afternoon I let Le Clerk out for a wander. Wolfie, who is in the stand alone just inside the door was desperate to meet him. He is also deperate for food because he became accustomed to 6 meals a day while housed with his four daughters on Better Row.

Le Clerk and Wolfie

At the time, the girls were having a marvelous time in the Top Cat.

They are spectacular looking cats.

Wanda or Wynonna

Mateo had several turns at being out of his condo. He runs like a mad thing around  because he has so much energy to get out. I changed his stiff collar to an cloth collar (after consulting with Sue). That confused him for a while and he ran in circles but he soon got used to not being able to see out of the corner of his eye.

Here he is meeting the three extra kittens in the Palace. Don't know where they came from. They are shyer than the other three.

But the best news of the day is that somebody is coming to adopt Mia tomorrow, or the next
day. She has thrown a bare spot over her spine just below her shoulder blades just  because. . . . .

I hope it doesn't put her adopters off.

Lola was pleased to see me

I was greeted like a long lost relative this morning. She has certainly overcome her horror of people. But her tummy is still swollen. She has had an ultrasound. And she is still chucking up with abandon.

I decided that the mum cat in Isolation should have a name. So I looked up Google to find some Egyptian names because the lovely ladies who brought the family in spoke some kind of middle eastern language and one was veiled. I decided on some names and wrote them down but didn't take a photo. Probably by Friday all evidence of my efforts will be removed.

I also put up a third triangular hammock in their stand alone so that the kittens can climb their way to mum who tends to lie in the highest hammock. And they are still drinking from her. . . . so who can blame her for retreating to the heights.

Three hammock stand alone

We had some intersting visitors this afternoon (but no adoptions.) The woman who adopted Maisey a couple of years ago (https://safehavencats.blogspot.com/2023/07/ps-maisy.html) came in to tell us about the failure of a microchip company which stores the microchip info on cats. The way we work is that the council where the cat lives gets that information. So we don't think this applies to us. 

While she was here she fell in love with Leo and with Harry. She sat on the floor for ages playing with him and his neighbours (including Mia and Bassuria!)

Leo was also the focus of the attention of a couple who have a couple of free days before they head back to China to live. The free days are because the airline decided that their two cats could not travel with them in the cabin. They have to go in the baggage compartment. Their owners are not happy. And especially so since when they came to Australia their cats where caught up in a beaucratic wrangle that had them for 6 months. The cats were not pleased but did forgive their people eventually. Their people are not looking forward to going through that process again! Leo offered them confort today. 

Leo

Luna, next door to him, would have liked to join in the cuddle fest.

Luna

 

 

Last (of) Tango in Roseville

 A couple of women came this afternoon to adopt a pair of kittens. One of the two has just moved to Sydney and was the primary adopter. She looked at everybody until she got to Tango and then fell deeply in love. It was mutual, of course. Tango is a loving fellow. They decided to come back for a companion for him when he, and she, settles down in Sydney. (They rather liked Mia!)

Within half an hour somebody else rang to ask about him.

And within that half hour we had cleaned/sterilized his condo and moved Leo into it. He was a bit startled but willing. Perhaps he was thrilled to move away from the lingering smell in his condo in Incoming. That has been taken care of as you can tell from his shaved rear. His place as the love boat in Incoming has been taken over by Storm who was brought in today by a fosterer. She said that he is as easy as pie. She trimmed his nails at the stop lights on their trip to us. He put his paws towards her out of the carrier and she snipped.

Leo

 Mateo was picked up at 8am (thank you Kym) for his three balls operation: one eyeball and two testicles. The planning for his pickup went array so I got to leave early to go to Manly Vale to collect him. He was as good as gold in the car and is in Boarding above Ashley.

Mateo

His four siblings will go down the Boarding row when they have had their desex ops. The stand alone in Incoming is needed for another group.

I moved Tulip and Tilly to Better Row because a family of possibly ringwormy kittens was expected at 11:30am. Thank you Sophie for scrubbing the stand alone in Isolation. The four kittens did arrive and look exhausted. We will see how they progress. And Tilly says that she will regress while Tulip is just fine with the new digs.

Tilly

Tulip

On my way out (the second time) I spotted Lola making love to her fluffy blankie. She stopped, of course, as soon as I pointed my camera at her.

Lola

More kittens

 Three tiny ones arrived and are in Incoming. No names no pack drill.

In the meantime, Sunny and Alexa are the lucky last ones next to the Big Kahuna. Alexa has just made it to desex weight so will be booked in asap. Her last remaining brother should be adopted sooner rather than later. She will be able to finish her own meals then. They have been moved to Lola's stand alone.

Sunny and Alexa

We pulled their enclosure away from the wall. What a lot of litter was under the walls! Now it has all been cleaned out. The hammocks (which the kittens were using as toilets) are in my washing machine. We sterilized it as well as could be and rehung the sheets. Then Irene moved Julie and Bassuria in. She did one cat at a time. Encouraged them into boxes and used the cardboard shields to keep them in the box while she gently carried them through a passageway formed of sheet covered Top Cat and similars.

  Don't know why we worried. They behaved perfectly. I think Biggie and Mia will like their new neighbours.

Bassuria and Julie

Irene says that she has somebody interested in Gigi and Teddy as soon as they are available.

Teddy and Gigi

And another somebody interested in fostering PC because of the hand written sign on his condo:

PC

Fingers (toes and eyes) crossed!

I should have listened to Catsie

 Everybody else came early today so by the time Catsie arrived all the best jobs were taken. I had filled the sink in the kitchen for the empty cat food tins to soak in. So Catsie got to clean them and put them in an empty, large plastic bag for me to take home to my recycling bin. She said, when I arrived with more empty tins, that she should have a second bag because the first was full. I shaked the tins down and said "She'll be right, carry on".

On the way out this afternoon, I was toting that bag, a full bag of washing, my lunch box, hand bag, raincoat, etc, etc . . . . . and the inevitable happened. I dropped the tin bag and out at least half of them leaped and clattered joyously. Fortunately there was a small crowd of young men from inside the car shop and loading zone to rush to this old lady's aid. 

They are safely in my recycle bin now and Ella, the dog next door stuck her nose under the gate to say "Thank you" to Catsie for the not too terrible smell of cat food.

Apart from that is was the usual busy day. Forgot/didn't get around to taking any photos. The exciting thing was a woman who came to check out Mia. I emphasized how much she had improved over the (years) time she has been with us. But Mia was sitting on a top shelf. She is not so amenable to pats up there. The lady met all the other older cats. Chad behaved splendidly. Robbie cried piteously that he was a stolen cat and wanted to go HOME. And she ended up cuddling a pair of boy kittens next door to Mia. She has gone home to check out the website and think about it. 

The flood of boarders is about to start. I moved Bissie into Welfare so her condo can be used for a boarder. She behaved herself well but is not happy.

Some of Joy's photos from last week.

Tango's sore leg is all better. She alternated between almost drowning in the big fluffy bed and leaping around her condo.

Tango (was Duff)

If Mia's lady comes back in a month or so Tar will be ready.

Tar

And to prove that you don't HAVE to be pretty to get adopted. . .  . Polly was adopted over the weekend.

Polly

Low Lola

 Irene was horrified to find the "new" stratchy pole that Lola loved to loiter on was covered with her hair and her upchucks. Irene moved it into the corridor to give it a good cleaning in the hope that somebody will buy it. Lola wandered around looking lost. She climbed into the bookshelf and sat with the Safe hats for a while but eventually retreated to ground level. No nose bumps there.

Lola

It was a very quiet afternoon. The most exciting thing was when the wooden, crate-like carrier was picked up, at last. And a pair of boarders were transferred to a fosterer to take home. 

Although when I was handing out chicken (thank you Catsie, the cats loved your crispy chicken skin) I noticed a black cat waiting for me in the Welfare area . . . . not confined. On investigation it turned out to be Mia. How did she get out? With chicken in my hand she was easy enough to get back in. 

Sesame is settling in but doesn't like us yet (or my chicken).

Sesame

Cuddlepie declined to venture into the Top Cat.

Cuddlepie

Mickey prefers to be in his bed box.

Mickey

There is an new cat come in from foster in Rebecca's condo. He is Simba and is confused.

Simba

Mums and bubs are doing well except that Whitney prefers to spend most of her time in her upper bed box where the little suckers can't get at her. They happily eat baby food. We think she must come down to feed them when she is ready.

Whitney upstairs

Little Ws downstairs

 

After time away

 I found that the laundry shelves were in chaos. What a treat that was for me because I could straighten them up the way I like them to be (which is, obviously, the BEST way for them to be).  I didn't take a before photo because it was just too chaotic.

Not to mention the bowls and dishes shelf! Now you can get what you want.

Lots of new faces but I was happy to see some familiars. Big Kahuna has almost got rid of his neck sores. Just one bare patch on his cheek. His cone is now connected to a harness which he cannot wiggle out of. Despite this, he is an absolute sweetie.

Big Kahuna posed for Joy

Gracie is more relaxed. She was practicing poking her whiskers through the mesh this afternoon.

Gracie

And Sparkle has moved into the play place. He seems happy there.

Sparkle

When I arrive early, Lola was sitting in a patch of sunshine on the table by the front door. She was pleased to see me and allowed a stroke. Even Mia let me pat her from head to tail! I feel welcomed home.