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Adopted

July 24, 2017

Adopted last week:  The sweet Duststripe.

Better days

July 21, 2017

Thank you for the many comments about Daphne.  I guess you never know how many people look at your posts until a time like this.

I thought I’d link to my original “My Cats” post about Daphne so you could see what a funny little thing she was when she was young and well.

Pet me?

July 20, 2017

Bermawi wants to know why I’m wasting time taking his picture.

This sweet older gentleman is going back to see the vet because he has bald patches developing on his hind legs.  There are three people who want to adopt him awaiting his return, he’s going to be popular.

Kitten Wednesday

July 19, 2017

All my pictures are of kittens this week.  We had a group and a single.

This little buff guy was all by himself and he let us know that he was not pleased to be in a cage.

These girls were very lively, and about twelve weeks old.

Tabitha got in to visit them.  She checked on their hygiene but was more interested in the kitten food on this occasion.

The little black and white one was the naughty one so I held her for awhile.

Toes!

Tabitha says

July 18, 2017

“I hear kittens.  Why do you keep me from the kittens?”

Daphne 2007-2017

July 17, 2017

We sent Daphne on her way this morning.  She had continued to get thinner and started eating less, and the tumor was a lot bigger even than it had been three weeks ago when the vet found it.  There really wasn’t anything we could do for her that her condition would support; she had been battling pseudomonas for two years and was debilitated from it.  She’d been spending more and more time alone in the basement lately, so her distinctive and bossy little personality was already partly extinguished.  I was thinking last night that it was too bad she didn’t come up on the bed anymore because I wouldn’t have any time to just hang out with her, but she came up this morning and so I had a little while to pet her and talk to her.

Keeping busy

July 14, 2017

When we first open the cages, little Heather jumps down right away, and disappears underneath.  It takes awhile before she’s ready to be out and about, but once she is, she’s not shy.

She and Duststripe took the measure of one another and found no reason to be upset.