This young man certainly stirred up the place. He was a year old or maybe a little less, and SO LIVELY.
He and Socks played and played.
It got so rough that Silky was a little intimidated and decided to hide in his cage most of the afternoon.
“I am OUTRAGED that you play so rough! Let’s do it some more!”
Little Grizzabella was lively and busy, but sadly her nose was running and so she went back to the vet before she could be snapped up by an adopter. She came in as part of a litter of four and was the last one left. Somebody wanted to bring her home as a companion for a young cat they’d adopted just a couple of months ago, but the snot coming out of her nose and eye sort of got in the way of that…
After a long play time she got sleepy.
Our sweet girl Dreamer got adopted Saturday. She’s gone to live with a small elderly dog. She seems reasonably calm and should have plenty of ability to stay away from the dog if she chooses, so we think she will be fine.
She even remained calm when some significant rough play was going on right underneath her, although she didn’t want to be involved as we discovered when someone tried to, um, involve her.
Caterina and India went back to see the vet. The kittens were, of course, adopted…
Someone who’s naming cats at our cat room has a sense of humor. This is Cat-erina.
Is she not a pretty girl? one of the most colorful torties I’ve seen in awhile. She appears to be an adult, but is very petite. When I opened the cage to visit she was very interested in being petted. But of course those little paws had to be kept clean.
She also took notice of any interesting thing that came her way.
The most interesting, though, was when she could see the kitten Emmy was playing with over on the counter. That really got her attention. We aren’t sure how she feels about other cats but she certainly paid attention to that kitten. I wonder if it was because the kitten was also a tortie.
Such big eyes you have, my dear.
Long weekend coming! We’re going to try to spend it like Silky spent his Saturday afternoon.
Just what you need on a dreary Thursday, some kittens to cheer you up.
There was a little set of three kittens that were with us in an extra cage because it was some sort of national adoption week. One of them, a little black female, was going out the door as we arrived. The other two were still there and being truly adorable.
One was a tiny tortie.
Her brother was a sweet sweet orange guy, who reminded me a lot of our sweet Stanley whom we fostered last summer.
I’m sure those little ones are already gone to new homes, they had it all – looks, purrs, and friendliness.