Cuddle crazy

I arrived early this afternoon because my overlocker had an appointment at the Bernina shop in Chatswood at 11:30am. Three vollies and Avalon had all the jobs under control. After sterilizing the condos in the welfare room I got to "socializing" with the cats. I didn't get far because those that I chose demanded such deep cuddles that I ran out PPE! Lillie will eat if brushed.

Perhaps her problem with Toby when they lived together was that he acted as though ALL the food was his. She enjoyed being brushed and nibbled between strokes. Tim has also found that Buddy and Petey's mesh door swings open by itself and that they stay inside. Both of the water dishes were on the top shelf. Petey lapped all through the time I spent brushing Lillie so it must have been out of his three legged reach for some time.

Venus didn't want to know anything about that.

I washed Allie's face with a damp face washer. She didn't mind it. And she loves to be brushed. She crawled into my arms and shed hair and drool all over my shirt. Let's hope she appeals to an adopter this weekend.

Vinnie likes his tummy tickled as well as cuddles and pats. His shaved back half is probably because he has been investigated for a dodgy hip. Pelvic luxation was mentioned. (The prognosis is good). At that point I ran out of shirts and came home

Many visitors

No wonder Tim needs days off, it gets exhausting dealing with all the people. . . . the cats are easy. Heather rang at 10am to ask if she could come to meet Tammy 6. Sure, I said. She arrived at 11:30. It was a case of love at first sight, for both of them. She adopted her. While the adoption was being processed (I am slow, still) two other folk rang to ask about adopting her. And there were a couple of emails. Her write up on the SH website was very appealing. Heather used to be a vet nurse. Has had lots of cats (including a Himalayian so she knows about brushing cats) and her two Jack Russle type dogs died in February so she was ready for a new house mate. She wanted a scratchy pole. So I rang Tim (sorry Tim) to ask about the price for Lil's brand new white one that only got as far as just inside the front door. $100 was accepted and it is gone. Heather may be back as a volunteer. Then came Tara to adopt Loki. She didn't need to meet him. She just wanted him. I told her that he was a bit snuffly but she didn't mind. Compared to Tammy 6, he was a dream to get into her carry cage. I had to lend Heather a top loading carrier for Tammy who wasn't dangerous was but determined not to get into her small carrier. Then came the woman whose son adopted Amber. Amber is having a splendid life, she says. She came with a donation of towels and, of course, wanted to meet some cats. She has two 6/8 year old boy cats. So she really doesn't need another. But she might have gone home to work on her husband about Angelique. Then came a local couple who drop by frequently to find the perfect cat for them. They were interested in Tammy 6 from the website. Too late. So wanted to meet everybody else. They go for the older cats but he liked Vinnie who is new and came with all kinds of food.

He has perhaps been shaved from his knees to his tail to his waist. Or perhaps he has an allergy. His face is very cute and friendly.

Or perhaps the special organic type food is for Bella, a very tortie, confident lady whom they also liked.

Lil is back. I couldn't bear her being stuck in a small condo until Saturday when her new people (with kids) will come for her so set her up in her wheely cage so that she can crow and call.

Then it was time to mop the floor and serve dinner.

Charlie: Liz reports

Has been adopted. He was put on the Safe website on Monday and went very quickly.

(Not this Charlie.) A woman came in with a surrender - again no details but looked like a nice tabby. She had so much stuff in her car to go with him that Tim had to go down with her taking the trolley to bring it all in.

Too busy

Safe Haven was a scene of controlled chaos when I arrived at noon. Star had her babies overnight. They are all black, just like her so are difficult to count.

A foster carer came to take her home but took Zelda instead because she hadn't had her kittens yet. . . . not a good idea to transplant newborns. Then a couple arrived, cats in arms, in tears because they have lost their jobs and their home and need to go back to Germany pronto so can't keep their furbabies. They don't get on very well so are in adjacent condos.

They are Lillie (the name of the month) and Toby (the grey tabby)

Then a "family" of three young adults came to adopt Lucia. They have not had a cat before so needed all kinds of advice and inctructions and support. Tim gently lifted her in her Rose box out of the wheely cage and she stepped out of it into their carry cage. He then gave them the box with instructions to not clean out her hairs. I set up an wheely for Diamond and Hera. Tim transferred them: Diamond to the bottom door and Hera to the top door. Diamond stayed where she was but Hera had to be helped to find a way down to her.

Joy's Wednesday

Whilst Black Cats Matter they have competition with the assortment of ‘gingers’ now on the scene ..... The first must surely be Tammy 6 who’s lion mane makes her the most attractive girl although a little well fed! Is that a white spot on the end of her tail?

Billy comes a close second and I’m sure is dying for a cuddle once her settles in more, he was busy making dough when I took this....

Not forgetting the besties “JuJu & Elle” who almost took a treat out of a human hand!

Lastly the affectionate Zelda who would take anything from you since she’s about the have her babies .... what a lovely Mum she will be I’m sure....

Nice to see how Petey & Buddy are coming out a bit and again happy to have a treat,

News of Ls

From my friend Gina: We attempted putting on the harness - she was not amused...we have been attempting to clip her claws- also unsuccessful...but have taken some wonderful photos....

We have anotther Loki. But this one is pronounced "lowkey" and is named for some cartoon character. He is super friendly. He comes from the Canley Vale colony and was probably dumped there. He sounds a bit congested to me so watch for snot splatters.

Lil was missing her Loki and Leo who were adopted as soon as they were uploaded to the website. Lil cried for cuddles but settled down once we complied. She will be adopted tomorrow morning as soon as we open, probably. Luna, the boarder, has finally come out of her carrier. She is a big cat with ever so slightly crossed eyes and a nasty, heavy collar and bell that has rubbed the hair from under her chin.

Follow the leader

I picked up litter at Arundel Park again today. They allowed us 20 bags of 15Kg and 20 bags of 500gm which are trial packs for adopters. My little car drove like a stately matron all the way back to SH. And skipped home after all that weight was removed. The bags are now along the wall where they used to be. The three legged cage is now where Lucia's was. Lucia has been moved to the corner of the main room and the huge stratchy pole that was there now sits by the quarrantine chair. I set up the three legged cage for Octavia. But did not participate in moving her. . . . my skin is too tearable. Leo, Loki and Lil have been desexed. They watched all this movement with fascination from the bottom of their wheely cage. I couldn't decide whether they were not feeling so well (Leo has a post operative cough) or that they were waiting for dinner. They missed a meal yesterday which is of great significance to a kitten. I stopped to pat Petal and got a handful of hair. Thursday's warm weather has prompted the shedding of winter coats. So I got a brush and gave her the treatment which she loved. I even brushed Venus who didn't get off her perch on top of the carry cage but tolerated it. As I smelled of their sisters, I decided to move to Steph's boys and give them a turn. They, in true boy cat manner, were even more desperate for attention. Baghera literally crawled into my arms and licked my face while I brushed Ares. What wonderful cats they are. . . . a real tribute to Steph. While I was there I checked on Dolly. One of her kittens was upstairs with her. So I installed a climbing slope. I stuffed a foam plastic place mat that arrived on the laundry shelves about a month ago and I almost tossed out because. . . plastic! place mat! But it stuffed firmly through the hole and the kittens can easily get their claws into the foam. It will be interesting to see how long it lasts. One kitten got the idea immediately.

Others soon followed because I had scattered some baby cat crunchies to distract Dolly.

Soon they were all up there,

except this guy who couldn't work it out. There is one in every family. Maybe his/her name should be Dafty.