Winston continued to show off his affectionate and goofy side on Saturday. It worked for him – he was adopted late in the day.
“Um, a little to the right please?”
“Yes, that’s better.”
“Hm, what’s this?”
And then within a few hours he was on his way home.
Also adopted last week: Cecilia, and Bonnie, and all the kittens.
Remember this sad scared guy?
Here he was after a week of getting accustomed to things, and having acquired a name.
He turned out to be quite a friendly and entertaining guy, curious about everything and interested in playing with the others.
We couldn’t get them to pose together, but he definitely had a Mini-Me in the little grey and white kitten.
These two girls made opposite choices of how to spend their time.
Little Bonnie was five months old according to her paperwork, but she was a tiny tiny little thing with a bobbed tail. Packed into that tiny body was a very dense amount of spunk, though. She wanted to meet everyone and sit everywhere and play with everything.
Oops, I caught her after shaking her head here.
She is just a super cool little cat.
Louise, on the other hand, was fairly quiet, till I opened her door, at which point she crawled up into my arms and wanted to stay there.
So for the next little while I took her everywhere with me.
So many more cats to show you but it’s Wednesday so KITTENS.
This pretty little pair was not born together (there was three or four weeks difference in age) but they were clearly happy together.
This fellow was by himself and still kind of inclined to stay that way.
At this rate I’m guessing maybe we’ll run out of kittens sometime in February…until the spring batches start coming in.
This beautiful young lady was guessed to be four or five months old. Although she was just spayed when she came into Last Chance, she does not appear to have had a scary life, because she is just as cuddly and friendly as you could want.
She had a lot of energy and enjoyed trotting around the room getting into everything, but she also loved to be picked up and held and petted. She’s the perfect cat!
Look at those fancy feet – three little white sets of toes, and the one completely beige foot.
On the whole I kept wanting to call her Miss Floomp.
Adopted last week: Camille, and the tux guy, and the black and white kitten. Gone to the vet: Rudy and Sunny.
Diva has a lower-level condo now, so she can choose to walk in and out. She was out and about the room, was friendly and accepted petting, and didn’t growl or hiss. Points to her for adjusting so well.
This tabby boy who just arrived was not so far along the adjustment curve. He hid.
With Emmy on the case, he consented to be dragged out of his hut for awhile, but returned there as soon as she left him. We hope he’ll be better this week, as he appears sweet and handsome.
This handsome and friendly guy was new to us on Saturday. He walked quietly around the room checking on things and saying hello. I think he probably would have liked to sit on a lap, but his right haunch was speckled with poop (since he just arrived, I think it had to do with spending too long in a crate) and he smelled bad! I’m hoping that either he cleans himself up, or someone else does, because I’d have liked to give him more attention. Whenever I tried to take his picture he immediately moved closer.