There was some confusion yesterday over my saying that Purslane and Thistle would be ready to go to Petsmart after they’re spayed later this week, since the Pickles are older. The Pickles are actually all ready to go, too, we’re just waiting for a big cage to be available to them. If the Weeds go before the Pickles – which is a possibility – it’ll be because they don’t need as large a cage as the Pickles, and there are more of the smaller cages at Petsmart.
But adoptions have been slow lately, so who knows when anyone will be going? Not that I’m in a rush for any of them to go but, y’know, the smaller they are the faster they tend to get adopted. I’d love to see them all in their forever homes as soon as possible.
This is Fred’s room, and though you can’t see it in the picture, he’s got a desk in the corner where he writes. Over the weekend, I went upstairs for something, and glanced into his room (where he was writing) and saw all these Pickles sprawled out on his bed. They really like that blanket (and they really like keeping Fred company. Joe Pickle, especially, likes to stand on the back of Fred’s chair and lick his head as encouragement.)
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: There’s poop. There’s plenty of poop.
2008: Kara comes back.
2007: “Hey! Where ya goin’? Can I go too?”
2006: Momma Kitty thinks you are acting very suspiciously and if you make any sudden moves, she WILL kick your butt.
2005: No entry.