If you haven’t already, please go over to Whiskers in the Window, read the wonderful tribute to Chanel, and send Kelly some love and light.
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Mercury and Kennebec are now at Petsmart. Neither of them, nor did Baby Beans, get adopted this weekend, unfortunately – but you know I’ll keep you updated!
When I dropped Mercury and her big lunk of a brother off, I picked up two other cats who have been at Petsmart since November. They really needed a break from the cage, so since we had the room, I was glad to bring them home with me. They’ll be here for three or four weeks before they head back. Hopefully they’ll take a page from the books of the black Peppers (Everett, Sally and Lucy), Kohle, and Dingwall Scotty, and get adopted very quickly once they go back.
They’re both awfully sweet boys. When I first got them home, they both immediately vanished into the closet of the foster room. They were pretty scared. We’d go up and pull them out, and the next time we went in, they’d be back in the closet. So Fred brought them out of the closet, along with a litter box, and shut the door to the closet. After that, they’d act nervous when we first walked into the room, but as soon as we sat down, they’d come over for petting.
So here they are!
Hiding behind the little cat tree.
Come out, you scaredy cats!
This is Batman.
Batman again, being petted by Fred.
Once again, Batman.
And his brother (and sidekick), Robin. Sitting in my lap. That’s right, Robin in Robyn’s lap.
And Robin, from a short distance away. You’ll note that Robin has white whiskers; Batman does not.
And Robin, keeping an eye on Fred.
Their story is that they were turned into a vet at about 6 weeks old, along with their sisters Ivy and Eliza (Eliza was named before the Batman naming theme was decided upon). Ivy and Eliza have been adopted, and Batman and Robin have been waiting and waiting.
Did I mention that they’re sweet? They are SO sweet. They’re now in the guest bedroom, and probably beginning sometime next week, we’ll start letting them out into the house. I’m sure they won’t have ANY idea what to do with all that room to run around in!
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Sugarbutt, stressing as usual.
I lubs my Suggie.
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Previously
2012: No entry.
2011: She’s a little bit of a goofball.
2010: I consider these two little scaredy cats conquered.
2009: Samba always looks like she’s smiling. I want to just pick her up and squeeze the stuffing out of her.
2008: I think he’ll fit right in.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.