Clever Cody: Adoption (and other fat) Tails

 I had just sat down to do an Adoption Tales and Cody set up a racket downstairs. Even my husband rushed to see what was wrong. He had caught a fat tailed gecko in the garage. I picked it up and put it back into the garage (for another day) and told him what a clever cat he is.

Frankie, Adopted on Jan 5, 2022

Frankie when he first came to us

1 day: Full of beans and not interested in staying in the spare room. Boys adore him and are over the moon. Had trouble sourcing the food he eats but finally found a Petbarn that sells it. Sue advised to keep him in the room as long as they can even if he wants to come out, need to establish that as a safe place and also a place he can be put when they have other doors/windows open.  

1 week: All good. He's established the spare room as his and comes out a bit during the day to explore. He's company for the boys, eating well and using the litter tray. The boys are still feeding and cleaning.

1 month: Everything is going fantastic. Frankie is very much part of the family. Comes and plonks down on Erica's chest at night for cuddles but enjoying romps with the boys in the evening. Never far from his new family but needs to be taught not to jump on the kitchen bench. Gave her some tips on how to teach him,

Aster and River, adopted on Dec 23, 2021

Aster and River

1 day: Both have settled in really well.

1 week: Their new owner says that they are becoming part of the family.

1 month: Aster and River are great. It took them a while to pee into the litter tray.

Maple (Can't do better than the previous photo)

1 month: Things are great with Maple. She is settling in really well and is getting better all the time.

Rula Adopted 27/12/21

Rula

1 day: Rula is doing great. They kept her in her quiet room last night but she wanted to explore the house today. She wanders around and back to her room when she needs to. Her owner thanked us for giving them a great match. We answered that she may seem like she wants to explore but she is probably checking routes for escape and that's why we advise keeping her in a room for at least 2 weeks.

1 week: She has settled in nicely and is doing well. She loves a cuddle and a pat and sitting on the laptop!

1 month: Rula has settled in very well. She loves 'helping' her owner with her computer work and looking out the window.

For a dog

Remember Alice who volunteered with us and raised a litter of kittens? She adopted one of her kittens, Gia. She came in this morning to adopt Tinker to go with her. Gia needs a friend and Tinker is just a couple of months younger than she is so they should have a wonderful life together.  

I quickly cleaned Tinker's wheely cage and moved in Darcy and Figgie. They had spent all night playing together with Aster and River in the play place. They were exhausted and slept all day long.

River and Aster always share a hammock

Darcy and Figgie sleep separately

The Palace is full of Imogene's kittens. There are 3 boys and two girls. One of the boys has one blue and one yellow eye. We should auction him off to the highest bidder.

Imogene's blue/yellow

At this point, my Mac mouse stopped working. Husband Jo's Mac mouse downstairs went berserk. I turned off my computer and Jo was able to continue working on his epidemological analysis of the Covid situation in Portugal. . . . as you do. He has now turned off his computer as I am cook this week and dinner is ready. I will try mine again after I have cleaned up after dinner. This didn't happen last week when he was cook/washer upper.

 

Later: my mouse seems to be talking to my computer now rather than Jo's. Which reminded me that I had a call from rabbit Coco's foster father. The meet and bond with their bunny doesn't seem to be working out. I hope Tim has some brilliant ideas tomorrow.

And I can add a photo of Maxwell who has made a miraculous leap into loving people since being moved from Incoming. These days he would rather have cuddles than food. Here I am tickling his tummy!

Maxwell

And then I F10-'d my hand because he is recovering from flu. . . . . as are all of the cats who caught it.

This afternoon a family arrived to look for one of our cats who would be happy to live with a 10year old dog who hasn't lived with a cat before. I suggested a pair of kittens would be less stress on the dog because we don't have an adult cat available who is known to get along with dogs. They seemed like a family who would try hard to make it work but a sole kitten would be such an effort for an old dog. They went away promising to keep an eye on our website.

No bunny

There were 69 cats in residence today and no rabbit. Coco has gone to a foster home and will be adopted if she gets on well with the resident bunny. And Sandy had brought some home-grown spinach leaves especially for her! 

Sandy also wanted to complete the adoption papers for Ashleigh who loves her cats. Ashleigh is not so fond of the people in the house but finds them useful to supply food, clean litter trays and let her out. . . . she comes back in time for food. But I couldn't find the paperwork which was a great disappointment because there haven't been any adoptions (unless you count the rabbit) since last Friday. Nipper is not happy in her condo.

Nipper

In compensation our Wall E came in to board. He is a hefty cat these days. He wasn't happy to be back with us but got over it by dinner time.

Wall E

Dinner was fun for some cats. Darcy and Figgie have a touch of the flu. They played all morning but lay around all afternoon until I gave them dinner. Darcy was so pleased to see food that he did an gymnastic double flip out of the door into the dish in my hand that flew over the floor. I grabbed the kitten and put him back in the condo and put down the other dish in front of Figgie. There was no way Figgie was going to let Darcy waste his food or get anywhere near his bowl.

Figgie

Darcy had to wait until I fixed him another.

Darcy

In contrast, the other two kittens of the same litter who are "bonded" shared their food: one bowl at a time.

River and Aster

Charlie beats on his window when he wants attention or food. Which is a pretty clever balancing act when you only have one front leg.

Charlie

And why does Tori's tongue keep growing?

Tori

Not enough players

At tennis this morning we were one player short. So some of us had to play cutthroat. After a follow on set of doubles, I and two others had had it on this, the first hot morning of summer. So I went to Safe Haven early to find that there were not enough vollies there either. Helen stepped in, a new vollie had a trial by hard work and Geoff came to save the day. I did Incoming.

While there I overheard Tim arranging a foster carer for Coco . . . . . if the partner agrees. I got Cococ a lovely Liquid amber log to chew on but she is more interested in the Chinese greens. All the grass pots have been chewed down to stubble.

I had lunch with Finn who is in the play pen. I tried to wash off the accumulated ointment on his shoulder. Don't think it worked but he liked the attention.

Finn

Tinker is back. It was claimed that he put too much emotional stress on the adopter. She wants her money back. Really! 

Tinker

He is back on the adoption list along with Aster and River who were in Boarding with their brothers who will be adopted by their fosterer on Nov 27 (?) 

Aster and River: a bonded pair

 They will all probably get adopted this weekend. I had a call asking for a kitten. . . any kitten.

At five to four a family arrived to adopt Hercules. Their preteen son had chosen him and was determined. They have not owned a cat before. I tried to talk them into Tinker. I even taught  Dad to hold him (he had never held a cat before). Then the boy who held him while Tinker purred. But the boy's mind was made up. He wanted Hercules. So I explained that it would take a long time before Hercules would settle in with them. But he wanted Hercules. They took him home.

We now have two resident Max's:

Max of the too big bed

 

 

Max and Gus, of the too small box

From their reaction to chicken, they should be called Max and Guts. Don't know who is whom.