A couple of people asked in yesterday’s comments how many fosters I’ve had in the past 9 years. The answer is 237! (I should put the number in the sidebar like Connie does, but I fear I’d forget to update it. In fact, I can just about guarantee I’d forget.)
Of that 237, 128 were male, and 109 were female. We’ve had five litters born here: Kara’s kittens, the McMaos, the Nominees, the Royals, and the Dragons). We’ve also had six litters, already born, who came to us with their mothers (Mia and her kittens, Maxi’s babies (Maxi herself was never a foster), Catie and her kittens, Fantine and her kittens, Brandywine and the ‘Maters, and Livia and the Sopranos.
Of that 237, we kept a mere 7: Sugarbutt, Tommy, Stinkerbelle, Kara, Joe Bob, Alice and Corbie. Jake and Elwood were initially going to be fosters, but we changed our minds within 24 hours. They were never officially “in the system”, so I don’t count them as former fosters.
Not all of the posts about fosters have made it to Love & Hisses yet, but hopefully before we hit year 10, I’ll have gotten it done!
(Also, I should point out that from October 2005 to September 2006, we didn’t foster because before he’d agree that we could keep Sugarbutt, Fred made it a condition that we not foster for at least 6 months afterward. And then we got caught up in life, and before I realized it, it had been almost a year!)
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Livia, checking out the feather teaser.
I love her whiskers and that crazy look on her sweet face!
“Hey! Where ya goin’? I thought we were going to sharpen our claws together!”
There she goes with her curly tail again.
Greetings.
Livia and the Ears of Annoyance.
Sweet, sweet, SWEET girl.
Love that Tricki.
Dennis and Tricki – and my foot.
::thlurrp::
Livia and Tricki are off to Petsmart later this morning. I really, REALLY hope that they get themselves adopted quickly, because they’re such sweet, awesome girls. I’ll have pictures of them for at least a couple more days, then you might be subjected to all-Dennis all the time. 🙂
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Oh, Stefan. Rough life, ain’t it?
Sometimes we have to plug him in to recharge him. I think his battery might be going bad, though.
EXHAUSTING, this life.
Speaking of Stefan, if you aren’t following Love & Hisses on Facebook, you didn’t see a picture of Stefan’s latest “gift.” I was sitting at my computer Sunday evening, and Fred – who’d been reading in the front room – came in with this guy.
The bunny was completely unhurt – Fred said that Stefan had been carrying it around by the nape of the neck. When he realized Fred was coming to take his new toy away, Stefan made a run for it, but let go as soon as Fred grabbed him.
Fred released the bunny over in the woods (near the horse field next door to our back forty), and it hopped off.
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Previously
2013: Floofily fabulous.
2012: No entry.
2011: ::maniacal laughter::
2010: Between the Bookworms and the Rescuees, my home is awash in sweet kittens.
2009: I sure am going to miss the little monkeys.
2008: “You ever get that feeling like someone’s watching you?”
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: This is Flossie.