Not rocking

Last week Catsie cleaned the new boarders and said "Remember the stickers on panel vans that said "if the van is rocking, quit knocking"?" The igloo in their condo was rocking.
They have been moved to our area and will be available for adoption as soon as they have become a bit more friendly. Morty is said to be the friendliest so he is to be moved to a condo on his own.

I stuck a camera into the carrier in their condo:

Edward and Jacob sitting on a Morty rug

 The exciting news is that the mama cat had her kittens sometime before Monday morning. She has four. Now she needs a name.

Her neighbour, Petey is new. And shy.

Petey

Luna has settled down, ie she seems resigned to her fate

Luna

Kimi is hungry (not resigned to her ration)

Kimi

And Sue wants a good photo of Midnight.

Midnight

Gone

Shumai. Of course. His new person was on the doorstep at 10am on Thursday morning. (Shumai was posted on Pet Rescue and our website on Wednesday around noon). I had told the other enquirers on Wednesday afternoon to phone before they set off for Safe Haven. Pity they didn't come to fall in love with somebody else.

Like Baby. . .  who is a female. I judged her a male because of her lovely round face and affectionate ways. Perhaps, as she is 13 years old, we should change her name to Babette.

Although, perhaps some of Shumai's success could be because of his "Chinese" name. Ask all your Indian, Vietnamese, Chinese, Japanese, etc friends what are the cutest names for cats that they know.

But the significant thing that is gone is the huge wall "art". As soon as I walked in (with the litter) this afternoon, I realised something was different. It took a little while to realise what the difference was. It is as though a black, frowning cloud has been lifted from our space.

So I checked with Tim who agreed that Buffy should be removed from above Tammy. He suggested that she take over Shumai's condo. She is such a social cat, she will enjoy being part of the action from the middle. 
Doesn't she look a happy cat!

Buffy

Haley and Harold are happy too because their wheely cage us just under the heater. 

Haley and Harold

Then I noticed that Octavia's condo was open. I hopefully asked if she was at the vets being desexed. She was . . . so we didn't have to search for her. Quartro was there too. I offered to go pick them up. Tim was planning on doing it which would have made him very late home tonight (after last night's meeting which lasted until 10pm). 

We put Quatro into  Jasmine's condo because as soon as she has recovered from her op, she will be adopted. Octavia needs more work.

Scary Hands

There has been lots of movement since last Friday. Somebody else needs to update the blog after the weekend.

The best news, perhaps, is that an older couple came on Sunday and adopted Diva and Sienna. They have a room of their own. They have ventured out of their carry cage. The man comes to sit in their room but is happy to wait until they want more interaction.

And Saxon has gone. Don't know where but whoever has him is one lucky person.

And Pepi has gone. Again.

In her condo is a cat "called" TBA. I hope that means To Be Adopted. But she is very shy. I left her breakfast bowl out on the shelf and she hadn't eaten it by dinner time. I gave her a modesty cloth to hide behind.

TBA

Across the aisle from her is a cat called Baby. S/he is 13 years old. Initially I thought that s/he was another shy cat because all I could see was a spotted back inside the carry cage. But I said hello and out the cat popped and was so pleased to see me that it was difficult to get a photo. My guess is that he is a male. 

Baby

Kimi is another "shy" cat who is perfectly happy to get pats. She keeps herself very tidy.

Kimi

And Luna has settled down. Last week she screamed blue murder whenever anybody came near her. Today she was quiet, polite and neat.

Luna

I handed out some treats, on my fingers to try to build trust with some shy cats.

Lynette wouldn't have anything from my fingers but she is eager to engage. . . . theoretically, until you reach towards her.

Lynette

Quatro purred like an engine while trying to push the treats off my fingers so that she could eat them. She did, eventually, take them from my hand and gently nibble my fingers. Perhaps she hadn't come across any before?

Quatro

Octavia wasn't having anything to do with fingers. She didn't say a word but the eyes spoke volumes. . . . get out of my space.

Octavia

Fixed it

. . . . the squeaky front door. All it needed was a squirt of WD40 on the top most hinge. I left the almost empty spray can of WD40 just in case the squeak returns.

It was nice to get something right. I drove from tennis via Pet-O vet where I was to pick up something for Tim. When I arrived at SH, I had got the wrong thing. So I went back, eventually, and got 13 vaccination booklets. Some of these cats have already been adopted so their vaccination records will have to be mailed out or delivered by vollies.

A couple came in from next door with their cat  -- he had been groomed. It was Sammy, the 10th cat that we adopted (from Bron's in Avalon). The new owner had, as instructed, mailed off his change of owner form to the council so he would be registered, along with the fee, in cash. Dr Kim discovered that Sammy is still registered to us. Which means that the forms (and cash) never arrived at the person who was to update his record. Now they have learned, the hard way, never to put money in the post. We have a friend, Sara, who will take credit card details over the phone to pay for cat registration.

While their problem was being sorted, by Tim, Shumai put on a great show. I had combed him just before they arrived and it must have put the happy into him. He tossed a pellet of litter around, then rolled around with his comb and generally made himself look charming. His heart murmur doesn't slow him down.

Tim was happy for me to name 4 mth kitten "Quatro" and 8 mth kitten "Octavia" (she is a calico). So while he was off doing the banking, I made friends with Quatro who had not eaten her breakfast. She eagerly ate her wet food from my finger and eventually tried the crunchies.

Quatro

While I crooned sweet nothings to her I heard gentle calls coming from Charlie's condo. So I crooned to him through his mesh. The perspex is covered with cloth so the interior is quite dark and all I could see, pressing my nose to the mesh, was a black, fluffy face. But when I held the camera to the mesh and pressed the button, I got the following photo, without any flash:

Charlie

What a clever camera. So I tried the same croon/photo on Leopold:

Leopold

Not very illuminating but better than nothing.

New faces

We may become the shelter for shy/stray cats if this week's new faces are anything to go by.

Behind complete blackout modesty cloths are Leopold and a pregnant mum. The mum is the one who should have come when Chevy arrived. He has gone to foster somewhere. But there are 2 kittens in semi-modesty, but without names:

"Kitten 4 months"

"Kitten 8 months"

Perhaps they could be called Quartro and Octavius.

Another of Harriet's kittens, Heidi, was adopted. One of the remaining boys has an EOI. They cuddled together on their smaller hammock. 

Henry, Harold, Haley

Bosely is back from his op and not feeling very well. Shumai was vet checked and has a heart murmur. Saxon is still having his water consumption monitored. He doesn't look like a nine year old.

Saxon

Nam is upset by his neighbour next door, Midnight who was surrendered for any number of reasons. She is only 1 or 2 and is loud. But the cat below who is a screecher is more upsetting to the cats, and to the gaunletted Tim. Didn't try for a photo of him/her or even to clean his/her litter tray

MidnightNam

Kimi is back from 12 months foster. She is still shy.

Kimi and Jo photographing Kimi. Tim wants better photos of Diva and Sienna for the website. Joy took hundreds by enticing them to play. (I replaced their old carry cage/bed with an identical one which is not hairy or wet (yet)/

Sienna and Diva

Should a collection of shy cats be called a blush of cats or a skitter of kitties?

Late yesterday afternoon Pepi was adopted. Hurrah.

Another ragdoll

This one, I don't know where he came from, is between 1 and 2 yo. He is a bit confused and hisses but is very happy to be made a fuss of. I thought he was a tortie because he as a gingerish blob on the back of his head. He has lovely blue eyes.

Shumai

Shumai are those dim sims that are open on top with pork inside and usually an orange garnish.

Shiba has had his name changed because Sheba is a girl's name and we only chose it because Shiba was written on the carrier he arrived in as well as his real name, Shifty. According to his microchip record, his original name was Saxon. . . . much better

Saxon

Because I did a litter run and so arrived fairly late, there was no work for me to do so I worked on the shy cats. The girl H kittens are almost OK with pats but the boys are both skittish. 

I gave Buffy a good cuddle to check that she doesn't have any skin bumps after being on chicken for a week. . . . none felt and she seems much calmer/less famished. Fingers crossed. Her new person calls every week to know when she can come home. 

I played ball with Sienna but she didn't want to be patted. Diva is happy to be patted but is getting very thin while Sienna looks sleek and plump. Perhaps they should be separated.

Lynette was in the mood for pats. Her tail is really thick and rather short. She is shaping up well.

 Lynette

I met Bosley for the first time. What a charmer he is! He is from a colony in Cambelltown. I suppose he has been desexed (after maturation from the size of his head) but he is pretty roughed up with a scratched nose and smells a bit. I hope he does a Peanut and cleans himself up. He has an interesting set of vocalisations! And he is as friendly as he can be.

Bosley

Jasmine is super friendly too. Get your cuddles in soon because she won't last long. She has a white spot on the tip of her nose that just begs to be kissed.

Jasmine

Old friends

Ham was returned. They let him out of his safe room too soon and he got confused and was noisy. Catsie cooed at him but he is still behind a modesty cloth.

Tam

Katie is back. She was beating up on another of Lauren's foster cats. I suspect that she wanted Miles bed all to herself.

Katie

Harriet was adopted. I hope she doesn't come back.

And whoever takes Jasmine would be a fool to let anybody else get their hands on her.

 Jasmine

Chevy is good at getting out of his condo. On Monday he was found, after a long search, under the clean laundry shelves in a very small space. He should be picked up by Clare soon (and perhaps exchanged by a pregnant mother).

Chevy (another photo just in case you have to find him)

Poor Ashleigh lost two of her kittens. She has two left. Let's hope that these survive.

 WIllow's kittens are doing a brilliant job of dirtying their condos. Even Willow's was grubby. I gave them all a good cleaning and fresh bedding. The kittens managed to drown theirs in no time. Sigh.

 Willow and kittens

They don't look wormy at all so the medication is working. They really loved some new toys.

 Marmelade has to balance on the edge of his litter try and duck under his upper shelf to get to his water bowl. Good thing he is a cat and is flexible.

Marmelade