A former adopter sent me the following pics to share with everyone. This is Claus, who was a polydactl cat that my foster Sue took in. He was the cutest little kitten, and has turned into a very cute older kitten! Thanks Steve for adopting Claus!
The adult tux on 7th and Central that I was able to rescue maybe three weeks ago has been adopted by the woman that wanted to pay for her vetting, and then turn over to another foster, wound up being adopted before he could even go to foster care. The woman that wanted to vet adopted him! I called him Gabi, because he was so vocal each time I pulled up to him on Central to feed him on the porch of this vacant house there. I am sure 'Debbie' has renamed him, as most adopters do. He is a lucky little boy. No more struggling on the streets for you Gabi.
I am getting tons of updates from two batches of kittens I've last rescued, and I need to upload their pics and I will post them. Just the cutest little things. Costly and destructive to start with, but they turn the corner when adopted. People just don't realize the cost of getting them to the point of adoption, and how time consuming it is, not to mention the price you pay. Especially when you have SEVEN at once!
We now need to get the mommy of the last seven kittens adopted. Felicity. She is the sweetest little female. Petite, and loving and follows you around like a dog. In fact, she also is compatible with dogs, thanks to Foster Mom Sue who has Rose, loud barking dog whenever I step foot in her house. :) But Rose is very sweet and I am sure if I were there enough, she would come to love and trust me. :)
Huey the kitten is still available. His brothers Dewey and Louie went to their new homes, but poor baby Huey has not had anyone asking about him. Lets get him adopted! He is tinier than he looks in this picture! Thanks to Sheryl for fostering him!
The cats I feed under a tree on Parsells, due to the very nasty man that lives in the back apartment of this house that tore up my shelter that I tried to build on the city lot in back of it, I found a dead black one, one of the ones that I was feeding. It was just laying under the tree. If I didn't notice its face that looked like it got hit, I would have sworn the man poisoned it. In fact I have not seen the sweet red tabby in weeks either. I am keeping my eye on this situation, but in the meantime, I must find a kind person in that vicinity that I can place some shelters and a feeding station for when the weather turns bad. I've met someone recently that lives in the next block down, but too far down to coax the cats to go there. In fact this morning, as I got in my car to leave after placing food under the tree (that is removed and thrown away after the nasty man gets up in the morning), I saw a fat rat waddle its way over and sat there WITH the cats and eat the food.
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