It was a quiet and relaxing weekend, and since I took a million pictures at Petsmart on Friday, I’m going to post those pictures and call this an entry. You’re welcome!
First things first: Jax was adopted on Saturday! Since Tig and Opie were adopted on Tuesday (though Tig didn’t go home ’til Friday evening), this means that Clay’s the last Son at Petsmart. So he wouldn’t be alone, they put him in a cage with another kitten (whose brother was adopted Friday night), and reports are that they’re getting along smashingly. That doesn’t surprise me at all – Clay is a sweetheart who loves everyone.
When I clean at Petsmart, I have to figure out which cats are safe to let out to run around together. Last week when I cleaned, I found that Pepsi wasn’t much a fan of the other cats. So this week, I let her out of her cage first and let her run around and play and be petted.
Isn’t she gorgeous? Like I said, she’s not a fan of other cats. She’s a sweet girl, but very intense.
Pepsi’s been at Petsmart for a while, and she’s a little scary, but guess what? On Saturday, Pepsi got herself adopted! Some people wanted a cat with personality, and Miss Pepsi’s got personality to spare – even though they were told that Pepsi is intense and even after Pepsi had drawn blood, they STILL wanted to adopt her. Now that is an ending that makes me happy.
Once Pepsi had run around and played and gotten petted, she went back into her cage, and I let the rest of the cats out to visit with each other and run around and play.
There are two black cats there, Bear Cub 1 and Bear Cub 2. I believe this is Bear Cub 2, the female. They came from a litter which included two brown tabbies and a tuxie. The others were adopted, but these guys have been waiting and waiting.
This is Kanga. She was a bit shy and didn’t want to come out of her cage, so I petted her a lot. She stood in her bed and marched a bit, and purred, then looked out at the other cats and said “No, thank you. I’ll stay here!”
The Sons were more interested in running around playing than visiting with me, but I made sure to give them each lots of kisses and snuggles before I put them back in their cage. This was an amazing week for my fosters – Opie, Tig, Jax, Charlie AND Patty, all adopted in the space of less than a week. I’m very certain that Clay won’t be around much longer – if he’s not adopted Tuesday, I bet he’ll go next weekend. Fred’s a tiny bit offended that Clay hasn’t been adopted, since Clay was his favorite from that litter, but I’m certain it won’t be long.
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: We are in the process of getting our new roof.
2008: Visiting dogs = okay. Permanent dogs = not gonna happen.
2007: How old are these guys, that you’ve got to tell them to flush the toilet, I’m wondering.
2006: Off to the hospital!
2005: No entry.
2004: Poor Bean.
2003: About the cats.
2002: When did Dick Gephardt die?
2001: The illness continues.
2000: I am officially the laziest chick in the world.