So! Saturday brought another adoption event, smack in the middle of a snowstorm. Despite the crappy roads, intrepid shoppers came out anyway. One cat, Farah*, a beautiful young black kitty, found her new home, and we had inquiries for some of the other cats, so a good time was had by all.
And no one, NO ONE, could resist the kitty in the cradle.
That's Angel in the cradle, with Charlie behind him. Angel hopped in that cradle as soon as we set it up, and he stayed there the entire time. Farah is the one UNDER the cradle. It was kind of amazing that she found her new home, considering she spent the entire event pretending she wasn't there.
(In case you are worried: The ONLY time these guys are in cages are at adoption events. The rest of the time, they are in foster homes, stirring up all kinds of mischief.)
There were other rescue groups there - a horse rescue had miniature ponies dressed up as elves. But the indisputable stars of the show were these guys:
Dude. DUUUUUDES. Giant BIRDS. And they TALKED. It was AWESOME.
You get to see all kinds of stuff at adoption events. It's kind of amazing that I didn't come home with a bird. Or a pony.
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