Adoption day part two

Even before the kittens were ready for adoption, I actually had several people contact me about adopting them.

One person in particular was ready to adopt them all at one point or another. Dee had fallen head over heals in love with Winnow and Belladora and had talked about making the hours long trek up to Maine to adopt them.  We chatted about their personalities, her own kitties and kittens in general. Dee has two mancats and after much soul searching Dee realized she couldn't bring the kittens home at this time.  When Sharon contacted me about adopting Winnow and Belladora I contacted Dee and asked if she was sure that she wasn't going to be able to give them a home. She was sad that it wasn't going to work out, but was happy that they were going together, and it was good.

And then she asked me about Flynn and Ethan Errol.  Her heart obviously wanted new kitties. I told her more about them, we chatted more about kittens and her cats, and I could tell she wanted kittens but all of the same reasons she couldn't take Winn and Bella were still there.  When Lori contacted me about Flynn I once again asked Dee what she wanted, and reason won out.

I felt so bad because I knew she wanted kittens.. but I also fully know the feeling of wanting to take in a cat when your circumstances simply won't allow.

And then there was the message "So how old is Lovey, I'm asking for a friend"

Adopting an older cat would work better with her two boys, and one thing Dee really wanted in a kitty was one that overly affectionate.

Only problem was that Lovey appeared to really hate other cats. Was that hormones and the mothering instinct or was that her? I agreed to keep Lovey here after she was spayed and her kittens had gone off to new homes to see how things went. As time progressed she seem to be less and less defensive so I contacted Dee and it was arranged for her to come up this past weekend and take her home... and that is just what happened.

Dee was quite smitten nearly immediately and there was no looking back.

Once Dee made it home "Lovey" posted on Facebook about the ride home

The New Adventures of Lovey the cat, aspiring Diva So they told me I was going on an adventure, and I should be ready to travel to my new life. I was fully expecting a tour bus or at least a limo. I was not exactly thrilled with an SUV. Would Taylor or Beyoncé travel in an SUV? I don't think so. I wondered perhaps if my new agent just didn't know who her new client was, so I thought I should spend the first two hours of the ride belting out my greatest hits. Surely once she heard my best songs she would understand. Um, not so much. She turned up the radio and tried to sing with me. I was singing MY greatest hits, not yours, lady. I had been in the back seat in my new travel play pen. I had to think of some way to let my new agent know this was not acceptable. I sang louder. Who is this lady? I don't need back up singers, thank you. I had to find another alternative to get her to understand I am a Diva, and will no tolerate being treated like a peasant . It's bad enough I'm in this SUV, but this big cavernous back seat? With lousy acoustics? No. No way. I had to act fast. What's a girl to do? Temper tantrum, of course. I flung myself at the sides of my playpen. Success! She noticed right away, and pulled over. I was hoping for a replacement vehicle, but got moved to the front seat instead. I must admit, I sounded much better up here. Maybe my new agent just wanted to hear me better! I went back to my performance of my greatest hits. She better have been impressed. I gave a two hour performance with no intermission. Thankfully she recognized that I was not some has been client. I am a Diva. I was treated to a wonderful massage for the next hour. I would have preferred two hands, but my agent made some excuse of needing the other hand for driving. That will have to change. Divas have drivers, after all. I have my work cut out for me. I'm going to have to train this new agent, and get her to understand we divas require a certain lifestyle. Well fans, I must rest for a bit. A diva needs her beauty sleep, after all. I'll update you all tomorrow on my first night in my new mansion. I can't wait to see my master suite. 

Kisses, Lovey

Yup, I think it is going to work out

Meet Gandalf the Gray - Kitten #400

FYI, I still have PLENTY of Christmas cards waiting to be mailed out. If you would like a limited edition one of a kind "Christmas from Casa de Gato" card (well okay technically they aren't 'one of a kind' but one print run of its kind), feel free to email me your address or enter it here
 

This little boy was being fostered by a shelter worker because he had a pretty bad cold.  He had been on antibiotics for a couple of weeks and he was still congested and wheezing so the vet recommended taking him off antibiotic and simply let this cold run its course.

Look at those toes!!!

Because I was itching for more kittens, and because he was apparently being a little terror where he was, arrangements were made for his stay at Casa de Gato.

He found Happy Bear in record time

Because I still had Lovey in the house he ended up being stuck in my bathtub. It is not ideal for me as I do like to shower, but it is kind of necessary for me to put a barrier between a sick kitten and The Crew and what better way to do that than with a shower door... so he, like Fleurp and Skippy, came and hung out in my bathtub for a couple of days.

Fortunately Lovey's new mom could come up and get her this weekend so he didn't have to stay in there for long.  It was a nice intro into his personality though, as he was a very good boy even with the limited amount of room he had and a litter box taking up a third of that room. He was very willing to let me know he wanted out whenever I went to check on him, but once I shut the door he amused himself or took a nap.

As soon as I could I moved him down into the kitten room, and he was very thankful for the extra room.

He really wasn't in the mood for posing nor for a flashy box going off in his face, he had esplorin to do!

So I left him to explore and went out shopping for a while. As we were driving home I asked my husband what we should name the kitten.  It was more a way to start up a conversation since he never has an opinion on what we should name the fosters, but interestingly he simply blurted out "Gandalf".

A little taken aback by his naming of the kitten that I decided that is what I will call him.

My husband also now thinks he is evil.. 

because Gandalf climbed right up into his lap and said hello. You know those evil little kittens that sucker you in with cuteness and their only kitten status and make you love them and keep them even though you have absolutely no intention of doing that (points to Fleurp and Skippy) (and also points at Kit and Twee as they both stayed behind from their litter for health reasons) 

I have declared I'd never ever foster an only kitten again.. 

but seriously.. 

someone online will adopt him.. right?? I mean who doesn't want a double pawed, milk mustached kitten?? (besides me) 

For those of you waiting for Lovey's adoption story, that will come tomorrow.

A Winnow and Belladora update

Winnow and Belladora were spoken for long before their adoption and Sharon and Gail spent quite a bit of time watching them and getting to know them before adoption day. Considering how well they adjusted to new things while I was fostering them, I figured they would have no problems going into a new home.

The updates I got implied that they were a little overwhelmed at first, hiding under the couch instead of being out and about. I was a little concerned, but assumed they would adjust with time, and fairly quickly the updates became more and more positive, they were out playing and exploring and getting into places... well I'd say that they weren't supposed to be but I think that Sharon and Gail don't really have anywhere that is off limits, these two are going to be super spoiled.

Being Islanders from Maine, I was told that they wouldn't change the kitten's names because like a boat changing it would be bad luck. Facebook posts imply they have nicknames of Winn and Bella... can't blame them a bit there.

I can tell everyone is very happy and it brightens my day when I see posts about them.

Wordless Wednesday - Fleurp and the Fishy

Fleurp! No! Get down!!

A Flynn and Errol update

Flynn and Errol were adopted by Lori.

Ethan Errol is now officially just Errol.  I am still kind of surprised everyone is keeping their names, but it does make me smile. Errol and Flynn went to a home with cats and dogs. Considering the personalities I was able to see from them I thought Flynn would be fine with the dogs and I thought Errol would have a harder time adjusting.

Turns out Errol was the first one to adjust to them as well as other thing

Awww.. isn't that awesome. From what I could tell from the updates I was given things went far smoother than I could have even hoped and they were making themselves at home in no time at all.

I have to tell you, former foster updates warms the cockles of my heart like nothing else. I simply adore them. I hope you don't mind a little indulgence on my part.