It had been unseasonably warm here recently, and when I got home from work one night, the park next door looked like this:
All I could think of was that old Stephen King story, "The Mist". *shudder*
Tinks says, "Hey, thanks, laydee, you got me a car for Christmas!":
Tinks LOVES to lie on the car when it's in the garage - probably because the hood is warm when I first pull it in. He'll climb up on the roof, then slide down the windshield, leaving little smeared pawprints behind. It's adorable. He doesn't pay any attention at all to the car when it's in the driveway.
Tinks also likes to sprawl at my feet in the morning when I'm getting ready for work:
It's funny how much darker his coat as gotten as he's grown older.
Foster Camper Rowena says, "Hey! No pics of my bare belleh!"
Yep, all the Foster Campers, and a bunch of the shelter cats (27 in all!) went and got tutored on Christmas Eve. And in case you ever wonder why shelters are asking for money all the time, if the shelter had had to pay for all those operations (13 spays, 14 neuters), even at the cheapest vet's "rescue rate" it would have cost TWO GRAND. Luckily, this round was covered under a grant offered by a local vet school, but most of the time, that money comes right out of the shelter's pocket.
*end of lecture, and THANK YOU to all the readers here who so generously contributed to the shelter this year!*
Oh! But I do have a question! When these fosters came back to me after spending a week in another foster home prior to their spay/neuter appointments, Sam Winchester had quite a severe case of diarrhea. They actually couldn't neuter him with the other rescue cats because they said he was too dehydrated. I had a stool sample tested and he was negative for all the usual culprits - worms, coccidia, etc. The rescue suggested I try a grain-free diet for him, which I started on Friday, and since then the situation has been improving. Now I'm wondering if grain-free food truly is better, and whether I should switch the perma-cats to grain-free. Anybody have any experience in this area? I'd appreciate your input.
Meanwhile, Permacat Sodapop insists that "I'M DA BAYBEE! I'M DA ONLY BAYBEE CAT IN DIS HOUSE!":
Okay, Soda. You're da baybee.
And finally, I was finally able to get some cleaning done in the Foster Room the other day, and when I moved a dresser away from the wall, look what I found!:
Man, those cats really need to improve their ping-pong game.