We have been taking a little break from the cat room the past two weekends to get through some other things, but we do have some cat updates.
Karev was adopted – no surprise, being the lap cat he was. Sadly, Lady’s Man got a cold and went back to see the vet.
We should have some new pictures next week.
Lola was keeping it clean on Saturday.
As is usual when we have a group of male cats, there was some socializing.
Lady’s Man and Karev played.
Karev welcomed Al for a visit.
Lady’s Man surveyed the scene, and found it acceptable.
I went by the store yesterday, and Al had been adopted – no surprise, he was a sweetie. Unfortunately, Simba started sneezing and snotting and went back to get better.
We had two absolutely darling grey boys with us on Saturday. Emmy has been obsessively consuming nine years of Grey’s Anatomy on Netflix (she says she likes the surgery stuff, which is something we do NOT have in common…) so she named them after characters in Grey’s Anatomy.
This is Avery. He was cute and friendly.
Look at that little tail around his feet.
He is a young adult, no more than a year or two old.
“I has toes.”
After play, a nap.
This guy is called Karev. Maybe you know why. I don’t watch Grey’s Anatomy.
He was SO affectionate! Whenever I sat down he came rocketing from wherever he was to sit in my lap.
I am not sure whether this handsome boy came in with his name, or got it from a volunteer. Al E. Cat.
Despite the name, he was very domestic indeed – very affectionate, and quiet and calm too.
I think he was camouflaging himself, here, his colors blended right into his setting.
“You can’t see me.”
This sweet tabby girl came in without a name but for some reason I found myself singing Lola to her, so Lola she became.
She didn’t want to come down and hang out with the crowd, but she was extremely sweet and loved to be petted and brushed and fussed over in her own space.
It’s a good thing she was there to provide us with our continuing dose of brown tabby goodness. Snickers got a cold and had to go see the vet.
Meanwhile, Smudge was adopted, and shy little Dakota went back to see the vet. She was improving and not hiding under her bed anymore, so I hope things go well for her.