Four kittens came and went

I am not sure where they came from but when I arrived this afternoon to a wonderfully cleaned Safe Haven (thank you morning crew) there were two tiny kittens and two slightly bigger kittens looking for a mama. They had been to the vet earlier in the day and given subcutaneous fluids. The two tinyest ones may not make it. They are "mouth breathing". The bigger ones were trying their best to keep their little sibs warm.
 I tried to give them some formula but most of it ended up on their chest rather than in their tummies. Three out of four were successfully toileted. .. . so I haven't lost that knack.

Tim took them to a fosterer in Dee Why who has a mother cat whose kittens have been recently weaned in the hope that she would take to this little family. And she did. . . immediately. Such a relief. Even if the tiny ones don't make it, at least their last days will be under the loving tongue of a mama cat. This fosterer has families of kittens in almost every room of her house.

The SH cats know that I bring grass on Friday afternoon and set up a feeding frenzy noise as soon as they see me. I have to throw grass into their condos quickly to quieten them down. I then go back later to each condo to help them eat it. They prefer their grass to point upwards rather than to lie flat. I am happy to hold it for them while telling them how beautiful they are.

Tilly

Tilly has worn an Elizabethan collar this week. So I stuck her grass in her spiral toy. When I came back to "help" her eat it, I expected her to hiss at me. But she almost threw herself at me with purrs and wiggles. What a change of personality! Eventually I felt sorry that she couldn't eat easily (food left in bowl) or drink with that great collar on, so I took it off. And she reverted, somewhat, to her usual hissy personality. But she was more interested in cleaning herself. So when she had done that and her tongue (and teeth) arrived to her stitched tummy, I put the collar back on her. And she became smoochy again. Go figure!

Samantha has become a smoochie cat too. Tim says that her eyes aren't as mucky since he started to pat her. Is it the power of touch or coincidence? She was more interested in having me pat her than eating her grass upright or lying down. (Her sister, Elsa, was so horrified when Tim took her, in her square bed to the vet earlier in the week, that she has reverted to hiding on her upper, inaccessible shelf).

Tortie

Tortie has always been a SMOOCHER. It is such a pity that she caught the flu. Her vocalisations are "varied", to say the least. Whereas, Pepi just hisses, still.

Pepi

Photos curtesy of Joy because I forgot my camera today.

Royal Visit

Tim visited Prince and Rajah. He reports that they are happy and more comfortable. They were in the same area as the rather wild kittens that Tim went to pick up. While the kittens were being chased and caught they ran right over Prince and Rajah in their bed. The regal oldies were not disturbed.

I didn't see the new kittens as we were three to clean up this morning. I took advantage of the extra time to give Kimmy, Kitty and Scarlet a thorough brushing. They loved it. And were much calmer after the extra attention. Perhaps all that loose hair itches or wriggles.

Kitty and her ex coat

We have a new three year old. Narla is very like my Puffin but is completely black. Puffin was grey near her skin.. . . not that I got close enough to part Narla's coat.

Narla

Shivers has his collar off and seems much brighter. The vet is happy to leave his lumpy tummy alone for the moment. Another, wait and see what happens case. Just like Peanuts. The vet can't decide whether he has been desexed but not microchipped (unlikely) or has two undescended testicles (very unlikely). So we will wait and see. Peanuts also enjoyed the extra attention I gave him. So much so that I trimmed his nails because lots of loving is never enough and he tends to hold on tight if you try to move away from him. (No photo because he doesn't look any less cream and black rather than white and black. He still needs a bath).

Shivers

Bonnie is pregnant

It is inevitable. It seems that she has two kittens in her womb. Tim is taming her by feeding her frequently and rubbing her head. Her auspicious name was chosen because she is the 200th surrender to SafeR.

Jewell will be desexed in a fortnight. She has been suffering from hypocalcaemia (three litters in a row will deplete your calcium stores). But after special food she is recovering.

We had a bit of a fright this afternoon. A woman came in asking for "Gypsie". Our Gypsie went to her new home on Wednesday afternoon. The person who surrendered Gypsie and Blink is now a volunteer with us. It wasn't her. The woman said "my Gypsie who is boarding". We sent her next door with the staffer from there who was giving Ming a cuddle.

Blink over Bailey

I moved Blink up to Gypsie's condo and Bailey into his condo below. So the B's are together. I wonder if that top corner condo is going to turn into the HOT BOX for adoptions.

I took two chicken necks in for the kittens. Cody didn't much fancy the one I gave him a month ago. I tried him again, and he is still not interested. So off to SH they went, each got cut into two and all were greeted with growls of delight. But the kittens still wanted their lunch.

J kitten meets chicken neck

Jewell's kittens have names

The only one we know for sure is the girl whose name is Jill. The other names are Jack, James and Josh. The vet knows. Tim suspects the gingers are Jack and James.

Lil Ging has had her name changed to Sienna. "But that is a girl's name", I said. "She is a girl", Tim said. . . . Really.

The mum with tiny kitten's has been named Candace. And her sister is Bonnie.

Bonnie

Shivers is in the wars again. He was desexed last week but this week he has had an operation to removed an abdominal "cyst". It hasn't stopped his purrs. And his coat is looking splendid.

Shivers

Rajah and Prince have gone to heaven on earth. . . . they are living with Lauren.

Rajah and Prince

Still here

Gypsie is on hold until her new person/family gets all the things that she will need delivered via the Internet. What she really needs it to be in a loving home. . . forget the accessories. . . . cuddles will do.

Gypsie

There is a tentative date to pick her up on Oct 30. 
In the meantime, she enjoyed her grass munching. 

I get the feeling on Friday afternoons after Sandy has done a splendid job cleaning everybody up, that the cats see me as a grass distribution mole. Blossom leads the chorus. She has a brush in her condo. While she ate her grass, I brushed two full brushloads of fur from her.

Blossom and brush

 The chorus of "Me, me, meow" by the Kitty/Kimmy/Scarlet chorus does not quite overpower the Charlie MEEEEEEEEEE.

Bailey was more interested in smooching than anything else. And Little Ging loves grass but is not still sure that people are worthwhile. His sister, Diva is all about the cuddles.

Peanuts is slowly getting to be a black and white cat rather than a cream and black cat. If we gave him a bath he would achieve tuxedo status quicker. Anybody want to give a cat a bath?

Peanuts

Jewell is very vocal. Tim and I decided that she is on heat. . . . AGAIN

Jewell

Welcome Joy

Joy came to help this morning. We certainly needed the help because it was busy. There are new protocols to stop the spread of cat flu which are posted on the condo near the door between boarding and adoptions.

The "brother" of the mother cat who came last week is a girl. She is below Blossom and behind curtains. Next door are Jewell's kittens who have been weaned. They don't seem to mind but Jewell is still demanding breast feeding rations.

Jewelettes

Elsa, from her previous litter, has emerged, somewhat. She now hides in full view in the cubic bed. . . just a matter of finding the right bed.

Elsa

We have a new cat for adoption called Pepi. He is still overwhelmed.

 Pepi

Initially it looked like it was going to be quiet so Tim decided to run some errands.

Jake

Soon Jake's family arrived to pick him up. Luckily Tim wasn't far away so he could come back to tell them how to reintegrate Jake and collect the boarding fees.

Then a family arrived to inspect the boarding arrangements. Luckily they want a couple of weeks at the end of November. It seems that Christmas is almost fully booked, already. I showed them around while Tim talked to Jake's family.

Then a lady arrived with a donation and wanted to see the cats. I walked her around.

Poor Joy was left doing most of the work.

Gypsie

As I was swabbing the floor another lady arrived to adopt Gypsie. She had been in on Sunday, brought her husband in yesterday and today she needed to discuss all the gear that Gypsie will need. She will be a very spoiled, much loved cat. . . and thoroughly deserves to be.

A swoosh on the M2?

I drove to Arndell Park this afternoon to pick up 20 bags of litter. Arndell Park is somewhere off the Great Western Highway on the way to Penrith. I didn't actually lift any of the bags. The nice man there did.

On my way back to Safe Haven, I might have felt a swoosh on the M2 because Ninja was adopted by a family from Castle Hill and they would have been driving him home then. They left Ming behind.

Ninja at his foster home in April

Ming didn't seem too worried. He was more concerned that Prince and Raja were getting food and he wasn't. They also got throughly brushed because somebody with a pooey bum has been lying on somebody else. And somebody has been digging through the poo rather than burying it. Needless to say, they loved it and ate a whole sachet of their food when I stopped. . .. and I had a double length shower when I got home.

We have a new stray. He was found in Surry Hills and is fifthly. But he is very friendly and sweet. His name is Peanuts and although he looks more like Pig Pen at the moment, he will grow into his name.

Peanut

Notice that his lip slit goes almost to his nose. The vet thinks that he may have had a fall or been hit by a car because he has some broken teeth as well. And he has a bare patch on his tail. He has had a full life already and can't be more than 6 months old.