It's Caturday- Post some cats (vol 3)
Discussion
UpTheIron said:
After a couple of years of a cat free household I've just signed us up as a fosterer for one of the local charities... we didn't really want to make a long term commitment and take on a cat of our own for a number of years right now, so instead I'm going to be devoting hours and hours to socialising some mentally unstable strays. Can't wait 
Every chance we'll end up keeping the first one we get
In laws did this with dogs...they kept two of them. FiL has banned MiL in fostering anymore ha. Every chance we'll end up keeping the first one we get
Photo of Asian that my sister got...my favourite photo!
Kes Arevo said:
ChevronB19 said:
Sitting here cuddling toffee, a brown Burmese aged 14. He’s dying. He’s not in pain, that’s obvious, but I don’t expect him to last the night.
To reiterate - if I thought he was in any pain, I’d be straight round the vets.
Ace-T said:
- blackcatsrule
Sadly had to be put down as she had a brain tumor behind her eye. Looked after her on her last day, just a horrible and lovely day all in one. Got to spend all day with her but dead behind the eyes with most likely, the pain.
RIP Tess (back in around 2005)
Edited by thebigmacmoomin on Friday 11th June 20:52
New Cat in Town.
Two days ago the bold Mr. Mabel arrived in the evening, the resident Minnie Pearl is not at all impressed. My computer room is deemed best for two litter trays, food and water bowls, toys and a scratch pad. Mr M. is groomed, fed and confined to barracks. So far so good. Yesterday he's allowed to roam the house, everyone with strict instructions to keep front and back doors closed, all the books saying maybe three weeks minimum before letting a new cat go outside. I lifted him onto the upstairs window sill so he can have a look out, Pretty soon he was jumping up all by himself.
Today, it did not take long for someone, and not one of the kids either, to leave the front door wide open, whereupon Mr. M. zipped past me as I entered his room, down the stairs and straight out the door. Oh dear, oh dear. I caught a glimpse oh his tail disappearing into next doors' garden, and across the road. Happily, he then wandered back and found dark spots with easy escape routes in the garden. He was easier to spot if one followed the glaring eyeline of Minnie Pearl, who is about a third of his size, but full of resentment.
However, by evening he has been adventuring through the front and back gardens, seemingly quite chilled. I though it best to keep him in tonight, I can see him on the landing outside the computer room as I type, with full access to his facilities without being locked in. We shall see what tomorrow brings.
Two days ago the bold Mr. Mabel arrived in the evening, the resident Minnie Pearl is not at all impressed. My computer room is deemed best for two litter trays, food and water bowls, toys and a scratch pad. Mr M. is groomed, fed and confined to barracks. So far so good. Yesterday he's allowed to roam the house, everyone with strict instructions to keep front and back doors closed, all the books saying maybe three weeks minimum before letting a new cat go outside. I lifted him onto the upstairs window sill so he can have a look out, Pretty soon he was jumping up all by himself.
Today, it did not take long for someone, and not one of the kids either, to leave the front door wide open, whereupon Mr. M. zipped past me as I entered his room, down the stairs and straight out the door. Oh dear, oh dear. I caught a glimpse oh his tail disappearing into next doors' garden, and across the road. Happily, he then wandered back and found dark spots with easy escape routes in the garden. He was easier to spot if one followed the glaring eyeline of Minnie Pearl, who is about a third of his size, but full of resentment.
However, by evening he has been adventuring through the front and back gardens, seemingly quite chilled. I though it best to keep him in tonight, I can see him on the landing outside the computer room as I type, with full access to his facilities without being locked in. We shall see what tomorrow brings.
Edited by Howaboutthis on Saturday 12th June 09:22
garythesign said:
ChevronB19 said:
Sitting here cuddling toffee, a brown Burmese aged 14. He’s dying. He’s not in pain, that’s obvious, but I don’t expect him to last the night.
Is Toffee still with you?
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