…and a busy Saturday to come with our Quiz Night! A lovely couple popped around to visit The Girls the other evening and it was a roaring success! They could clearly see past the skittishness of the little cats (Flora hiding behind my telly and showing off all the dust bunnies!) – and saw what terrific cats they are.
All being well, The Girls will be heading for their new home in a few weeks. Whilst it’s going to be a wrench and I’m going to miss the mischievous scamps, you just KNOW when something feels right. And these people were PERFECT! Warm and loving and crazy about cats – just what The Girls need…
And, as if to add a couple of extra ticks to the box, BOTH Freya and Oscar made an appearance. Freya (grumpiest cat EVER) was happy to take a tickle and Oscar, a bit more circumspect after his days as a stray, hung back…but produced a huge relaxed yawn and gave the couch a good clawing in front of us all. That’ll be it all OK’d then!
I once – stupidly – disregarded Freya’s choice of handyman I was hiring to clear out the overgrown guttering. The first guy popped along to take a look at the building. She jumped down from her usual favourite spot – on top of the bookshelf – and wandered over to him. He held out his hand and she gave it a sniff, then headbutted it. Then sauntered off past him into the garden, as if to say “Follow me, I’ll show you the guttering problems at the back…you could MOW the lawn up there!” Second guy popped round later in the day and Freya made no effort to move from her perch. Simply glared. I should’ve trusted her! I’d already paid the second guy before discovering he’d dumped a bunch of guttering gloop in my green bin – instead of carting it off as promised. Less than two weeks later, I could spot grass growing back happily. Could I get a hold of the chap to get it sorted? Of course not.
And I got nothing but an “I told you so” look when I complained to her about shoddy workmen.
But, back to The Girls, they’re getting more and more relaxed in the house every day and, last night, were both sitting on the couch with me. Flora seems to like watching telly. Probably only a matter of time before I can’t get the buttons off her.
Gina’s taken to stalking and catching a toy, taking it upstairs and announcing VERY LOUDLY in a very CRAZY MEOW, that’s she’s caught it! WWAAAARRRROOOWWWOOO! Nearly had a heart attack the first time she did it and raced up the stairs (am not built for ‘racing’ anywhere…particularly against gravity…). Found her sitting there with her new fave toy in her gob shouting away merrily!
If I stand a little way away and make a fuss, she’ll bring her ‘prey’ to me….ever so sweet. And, sometimes, if I’ve elected to just remain downstairs and holler up the stairs how wonderful she is that she’s caught that BIG TOY, she’ll bring it downstairs to me with a look of “Well, you won’t be able to SEE it from down here, will you?? LOOK WHAT I CAUGHT!”
Darling girls and a wonderful match with their new owners.
So after the visit, Kendall called to find out how it went. There’s a really awesome support network being a fosterer. Terrific people!
I told Kendall the good news. Lots of HURRAHS!
Then Kendall told me about a little cat that had been spotted, presumed dead, around a block of flats. However, when picked up to be put into a carrier to be taken away, suddenly sprung into life and tried to make a dash for it. But, so unwell and weak with flu’, she didn’t get terribly far. She’s been rescued just in the nick of time and is currently under Kendall’s intensive care to ensure she’s taking her medication and getting in some proper nutrition.
In the meantime, Belle and her kittens are at our other fosterer’s home – Lynne – who reports that they’re doing very well but are at that kitteney stage where they don’t do terribly much.
Belle and The Kittens (sounds like an 80’s girl band!) will be back at Kendall’s in a while and the little survivor tortie will move to mine. Turns out she’s dreadfully nervous. We doubt she’s feral – probably just been stray a long while. So, once she’s completed her antibiotics and is on the mend, she’ll be moving in here. And the little tortie can then take as long as she needs to come ‘round. I’ve got the time and a very quiet house, so it’s a good place for the more skittish cats that want to hide and be left alone for a bit. Cats can learn to trust again…but it’ll be in their own time.
Our big Quiz Night on Saturday…whoop!! Looking forward to it. Tho’ my stock answer for every question is ‘Kylie Minogue’…it’s BOUND to come up at some point! There might still be time to enter a team, if you’re quick – Parkside Hall, Ampthill – 7pm. Get in touch if interested.