So apparently my phone does do blog updates, 'cause that last one was posted from my phone... as was the gibberish one. I don't know, folks, apparently the thing has a mind of it's own.
Visa and Harriet have gone to their new homes. While it does make me sad to see them go, I'm so delighted that they have wonderful new families. Harriet has a dog, Chester. He's an 80+ pound Chesapeake Bay Retriever that loves cats. She spends her days running around playing with him, then sleeps on top of him at night. She has taken to kneading and licking his chin while lying on the floor, and they are absolutely in love with her.
While trying to pimp Visa to a friend who's a nurse at a local medical equipment company, I wound up finding him a home with the boss of said company. While Trish (my friend) had been blessed with an orphan litter of her own, Steve's family (wife and 2 sons) had been working on him for the better part of a year to get a cat. Steve had been the lone holdout. When he overheard me telling Trish Visa's story, he broke and came out of the office to claim the kitten. Whoo hoo! That was Thursday afternoon. I had an appointment to take Visa and Brook's Boy Blue to the vet Friday at 5 to be wormed and given initial vaccinations, so Steve said he would come and take Visa home from there. The plan was that he would be a total surprise for the rest of the family. Well, that didn't last long since Steve thought it would be prudent to let his wife in on the plan. They quickly decided that two boys should get two kittens or there was going to be trouble, plus the kittens would take care of each other while they were gone during the day. Steve called me back to see if I had another kitten available. Well, hell if this isn't the only time I've run out of kittens before I've run out of demand!
Not to worry, though, I always know where there are more kittens! So I called a friend who had an 8 week old litter up for grabs and told her what the family needed. She showed up on Friday with the perfect orange tabby girl to be Visa's adopted sister. They were a match made in heaven! The vet gave them all a clean bill of health, we paid their respective tabs, and headed out the door after saying goodbye... don't worry, I held my sniffles until I got to the car.
I stopped by to see Steve, or as he's now known, Father of the Year, to see how the big reveal went. He said they had really built it up, not telling the kids what was going on, just that they had made a big decision and were going to need a lot of help and expected the kids to take a lot of responsibility, etc. He said you could see the boys' eyes roll back in their heads (they're 10 and 5) thinking they were going to be taking out the trash or mowing the lawn or something. Then when they agreed to help with whatever it was, he picked the kittens up out of the carrier and said, "Then I need you to meet your kittens!" The 5 year old screamed and ran straight at him, and the 10 year old fell out of the chair and about passed out. Visa ran over to the 10 year old, claiming him as his own, and the orange kitty ran straight into the 5 year old's arms. Visa's new name is "Mystery" since he had to go exploring every nook and cranny of his new home, "Look, Dad, it's like he's trying to solve a mystery!" And the girl kitty's name is "Sunshine". The boys are in love and their parents couldn't be more happy.
Did that end well, or what?
Brook will be here in about 2 weeks to get Blue, then it will be back to my normal menagerie. You wouldn't know Blue from the wild boy he started out as, though. I don't think he remembers how to hiss. He wants to be held and loved, he plays like crazy, and cries for more attention. He's currently sleeping curled up next to my hip. Brook's going to go crazy for this one. He may have been a tough nut to crack, but he's full of marshmallowy goodness on the inside!
Or maybe we could just go with a beach theme.
Whatcha think? You wanna vote? Oh, no, this does not double as an engagement announcement. It's just funny shit I saw at the mall. That's all people. Don't get too excited yet.