I stopped by the shelter to see Ginger last night. I couldn't find her in the front treatment rooms, I totally spaced that they have a sick ward in the back of the shelter so after I looked for her I waited to talk to a staff member to find out where she was. In the mean time I saw Tina was STILL there so I pulled her out of the cage for some lovin.
After a minute a couple came to my attention. I usually garner attention when I'm holding a kitten, and they were looking at me, so I smiled and made some sort of conversational comment - I really don't remember what I said.. Turns out they were looking to adopt a kitten and out of all of the kittens in the cages they had already been looking at her. So I handed her over (I mean what better way to sell a kitten than to have hands on it) and continued to chat with them. Very nice couple who already has two dogs but they were looking for a cat. They still really hadn't made up their mind so after a really nice chat they didn't go home with her, but it looks promising. Paws crossed Tina works her magic on them and they come back.
It was fun because a lot of the transfer kittens were out and up for adoption. They were a bit older - maybe 16 weeks - and they had so much energy to spare it was such a riot watching them try to burn off some energy in a cage.
Finally I was done talking and the staff was free and that duh moment occurred and I went off to see Ginger. She sounded less congested, but she still wasn't eating very well. She had taken a few bites of the food they had given her, but not much. She seemed interested in seeing me, but she's not a fan of other cats so she was a little stressed when I picked her up and she saw the other cats. I tried to shield her, but she also isn't a cuddler, so after a few kisses I put her back. She sniffed at the food again but than went and settled in the back of the cage. So not great news, but she isn't worse either so that's something.
There was another pregnant cat that had been turned in, but it was not offered nor did I ask about it. There were no kittens needing foster care either. There is something nice about that, but it is a little sad on a personal selfish note. It was sad to have an empty kitten room in August... DH said I have kitties, they are just bigger. ha ha ha (typed out while I have a cat sitting between my face and my laptop - say hi Skippy.. *purr*)
|Is there room on Mom for me?? ~Jack|