Absence of Kitties and Posts

My spouse got a job in Boston, so we moved in September 2008. Unfortunately, our current appartment is not foster kitten friendly. We will be moving in August. I haven't found the apartment yet, but if conditions are favorable, Kitty Fest will resume.

Letters from Margo and Silvia

Dear Future Family,

I'm just dying to see you. I'm so bored and tired of being cooped up at the ARL. My needs are simple: fresh water, dry food, clean litter, and a warm petting once in a while. I don't force myself on people. I'm a little reserved at first, but I warm up quickly. I enjoy the company of other cats. My friend Silvia and I got on just fine. Come see me today.

Snuggles,

Margo

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Dear Future Family,

I hope to meet you soon. I'm a shy girl, but I warm up quickly. I will soak up all your extra pettings. I'm lonely now that Margo left - I enjoy feline company. I'm not a picky eater, I don't eat much at all in this warm weather - just some dry kibble and fresh, cool water for me. I'm still in foster care until I stop sneezing, but I'm healthy enough to be adopted now. Please come see me soon.

Purrs,

Silvia

Coming and Goings

Margo is all better now. I took her to the ARL yesterday, and picked up a case of kittens. I have 6 now - the two brown tabbies from earlier, and 4 of various colors. Silvia is still here due to her persistent sneezing. She's well enough to go to a home, but I couldn't risk her getting the other ARL cats sick.

Getting Better

They're getting better - both pairs. The cats upstairs are sneezing and sniffling less. They're also hiding less. The torti - I'm calling her Margo - is pretty friendly. She comes right up to me to get her lovings when I enter the room. The grey and white kitty, Silvia, wasn't even hiding this morning. She was sitting on the chair in plain view, and she came over to compete with Margo for the petting.

The kittens are also showing progress, especially the smaller one (on the right in the picture). It started out just letting me pet it while it ate. Then it stopped hissing while I pet it and started purring. Now it even pushes into my hand when I scratch behind its ears. The other kitten still hisses and spits if I get too close. I'm going to have use its sibling to lure it to me. I'll be patient. I'll have them for 3 more weeks before they'll be old enough for surgery.

Lucky Number 7

I'd like to introduce you to my latest house guests - Litter 7. These two 5-week-old cuties are semi-feral. It's a strange relationship. They hid when we first got them; now they watch us out in the open, and they meow to let us know when they're out of food - they're eating like crazy, a full 5.5oz can per day. But they're afraid of physical contact. At least they're healthy and playful.

I also have two sick adults in the cat room, both female. One is a white, brown and black torti. She's a little shy at first, but warms up quickly and appreciates a nice petting. The other girl is grey and white. She's very shy and spends most of her time hiding behind the cushion. However, she also enjoys a good pet, and her mood may improve once she's feeling better. I'm not taking any pictures of them until their noses heal up - they're licked raw from the URI.

Ray Ray to some, Aslan to Others, Adorable to All

Ray Ray/Aslan has gone to the ARL and is eager to go to his new home. To Ray Ray's future family:

Ray Ray isn't the kind of cat you get and forget. He'll be in your face, purring and snuggling, chasing anything that moves, so be ready to give him some affection. If you don't have the time to play and cuddle with him, please consider adopting two cats. They will entertain each other, and they'll be great fun to watch. Ray Ray doesn't need fancy treats or expensive toys. He prefers dry kibble, fresh water, and plastic pom poms that sell for less than a dollar.
Please leave me a comment if you want to know anything more about Ray Ray/Aslan.

Liger Pics

Aslan's cold is mild but persistent. We'll have him for a few more days.

He couldn't decide whether to attack my slipper or itch his ear.

Those stairs never saw what hit them.

Now in possession of the Metaloid Pom, Aslan zaps me with his eye lasers.