Readers, Kallee needs some advice. She says:
I’ve been reading love and hisses for years, never commented, but I’ve
always admired what you do. I’ve considered doing it myself, but
there’s no no-kill shelter in the small Australian town I live in.
Yesterday I noticed an excruciatingly young mother cat and her two
kittens (from reading your blog I’d put the mother at less than a year
old and the kittens at 6 or 8 weeks tops) living in the roof of the
building next door to my work.
Mum is very friendly, leading me to suspect she was dumped as a kitten herself.
It’s breaking my heart seeing how they are living, and I fear they
will be caught and put down by our council. So I’m considering
trapping, desexing and fostering them.
So do you have any advice for a) trapping them, and b) going into a
fostering venture on my own? Is it madness?
I’d love any advice (from you or the L&H community) about how to get
set up, and how to find forever homes for these beautiful babies.
Anyone who has advice for Kallee, feel free to leave it in the comments (or if you prefer to email me, I can pass it along to her.)
Okay, I have a million pictures of MMM&D, and Reacher and Corbett. I’ll share some of them today, and then maybe the rest over the weekend.
Okay, I’m going to leave with Martin, Melodie, Moxie, Dodger, Reacher, and Corbett in a few minutes. I refuse to be sad, because this is the next step toward their forever home, and I have a good feeling about this weekend. Hopefully at least a couple of them will be adopted this weekend (please please PLEASE) and go to loving homes.
So send good thoughts this way, would you?
(I sure am going to miss these guys!)
Starsky and Hutch are doing well. Yesterday, they both lapped formula off a shallow plate without crawling through it, and I didn’t have to supplement with a bottle or syringe at all. It was amazingly easy – Monday, they wouldn’t even look at the plate with the formula on it. Yesterday, they both bellied up to the plate. Today, I begin the messy job of offering them canned food mixed with formula. I don’t think it’s going to be too much of a problem – I think I mentioned that I put a bowl of Babycat kibble in their cage, and several times when I went into the room, Starsky was bellied up to the bowl. I don’t know how much he actually ate, but there’s definitely some interest there.
My plan is to put Bolitar and Rhyme in the foster room upstairs when I get home from Petsmart and then slowly reintroduce them to the rest of the house. Once they’re acclimated to being out and about, I’ll move Starsky and Hutch upstairs.