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It has been a while, hasn't it

Lots of changes, but still same old thing.
Fancy, you are a truly lovely bright tortie, and your newborn kittens are just darling. I'm hoping they are the last litter of the year. After all, the other cat I was suspicious about got fixed yesterday. you now have six lovely babies.
Fairytail and GlenEllen, you two will be having your babies taken away and fixed over the next couple of weeks. They are getting bigger and very feisty, I'm sure you two will enjoy the peace and quiet, and being able to eat without babies taking it all. Besides, you two are lovely cats as well, and should go quickly.
Those of you who got fixed, don't worry, the pain goes away, then people are gonna want to take you home and spoil you. We can hope that lots and lots of you get adopted over the next few months....if only to get the shelter a bit emptier.
Domino, Buttercup, will you two chill out and settle? Yes, I know, you were running free and are now in tiny cages. Still...I'm not the evil person trapped you, I'm just the tired lady who feeds you and cleans your cages.
For all you black cats, Rasberry, Noir, Spooky, Max, Arthur, Cinderella, Charming, Aurora, Nikki, and any who might come in, next month, we won't be letting any of you get adopted. (which sucks, cause four of those are Fairytale's kittens) Not that I think anyone around this area is going to pay 75.00 to kill a kitten, but one never knows. Of course, the boss may have other ideas, but we'll see, now won't we.

For my 'at home' kitties, Missie...don't get mad because I laugh at you for pawing at the gate separating the kitchen from the rest of the house. I know, you, unlike the other cats cannot slide through the baby gate, or get over. That means you have to sit there and paw at the gate until someone opens it. Especially when the baby is up. Sorry fat cat, but you'll just have to deal. Tiger, Spike, MUST you do the indie 500 at 3am? Mouse, that evil cat is just mad because you try to eat all her food. She has no teeth, let the poor skinny raggedy thing eat. She's old. Angel, it is nice to see you coming out of hiding. Now that the fleas are leaving, you and Missie are both looking better. You are both flea magnets, winter is a nice time.

Dearest cats

Rasberry and Noir, settle down, please? Kittens...ok, you don't need to settle, but Jinx, you are looking a lot better. Sugar, I'm getting you out of that corner cage. You need someplace where people can SEE you...not just hear you.

Sadly, we've lost a LOT of kittens. Very young ones, like in less than a month old. I wish to HELL people would STOP PICKING UP LITTERS OF KITTENS. Dammitall, I hate losing entire litters. If people would have just left them, Mama would have been able to raise them.

Corona, Chablis, Cuervo...you three will be out front as soon as I have cages. GlenEllen, you, my sweet girl are doing a wonderful job with your own six babies. (yes, I'm naming cats after booze...its been a bad few weeks)

For those of you who are ready to be fixed...sorry, but this past week have been a week to forget. Not only did we get in nearly twenty cats, but all those dogs as well. The vet didn't have time to get to the cats...except three of them. Well...means next week, I'll have a LONG list of kitties to get fixed. Won't that be fun???

Missie, we will continue to comb you with that flea comb. I do prefer that to bathing. It is doing some good, you have fewer fleas. Maybe we can get Angel as well. Velvet, if you don't eat your food, another cat will. I'm not going to stand over you while you eat. Especially not after the kids ordered in pizza. Oh...and you still do not get milk, cheese or any dairy product. Your system doesn't like it, even though you do. Oh yes...thank you for allowing little Harlee to hug and kiss you without clawing her eyes out. Either you like her, or you are mellowing in your old age. Or,most likely, you just are too old, stiff and sore to do so. Either way, she loves you, and eventually even two year olds grow up. After all, her mother did.

Another day another ten cents

Darling cats at work
Here is hoping I get my FULL paycheck, and what is owed from the last one. I don't want to have to quit just to get the money I work for. I love all of you, and my job. Even when it's a horrid time, so

Jinx and Sugar, if you two would be a bit more friendly. Yes, I know, Sugar you are pure Siamese. The number one DIVA of the shelter. Jinx, you are just crazy. You don't like certain people, you go nuts if anyone waves a feather toy at you. Try that again, and I'll bring Bossie out. She may be a bit wild, but at least she hasn't tried to kill anyone lately.

Kittens kittens everywhere....to the new ones who got dumped in there saturday night. Corona, you seem just fine. Certainly an older kitten, about three months old. You other four...here is hoping I don't find any of you dead. If you are anywhere a pound of kitten, I'm surprised. As it is, you were stuck in that carrier, it was wet, filthy and horrid. After bathing all of you, and getting rid of as many of the fleas as I could, well...at least you four were eating. Still....you four need a foster.

Midas,you're almost over that ringworm, looking good there boy. Mars, you're getting there. Sebastian, already adopted, just need to get that rabies shot and you're gone. OJ, I hope that lady gets off her vacation and comes to get you.

We've had some good adoptions over the past few days. Lots and lots of kittens have been taken home, and hopefully will STAY there. Gives the rest of you a better chance. With the new food, you kittens are gonna look GREAT.

Missie....now renamed Tribble Queen...I do wish you were not as much a flea magnet as you are. Velvet, now called Skelator....I'm just clipping your claws girl, not killing you. Angel, if you came out of the kitchen, you'd get petted more. Mousie...don't know what to say to you...Spike, Tiger, a needle in my hand is not an invitation. It means I'm trying to get my Granddaughter's quilt made. Yes, one of the blocks I'm using is called Puss in the Corner....it does not need to be done with an actual cat.

Dear Cats...and dog...

Chloe: I know you're overwhelmed with a puppy and a kitten coming into your house at the same time. But can you at least try to be nice? Murray just wants to play with you. He's a friendly kitten and he wants to be your friend. I know you have to tell him you're the top cat. And you stay away from the puppy anyway. But quit being mad at all of us, will you? We love you too. I love petting you if you'd quit trying to bite me.

Murray: Leave my cords ALONE! They are not chew toys. And learn that 1am is not when the human wants to play. We want to sleep. Also, Chloe's tail is not a toy, so leave it be or she'll just slap you and hiss at you again. Our feet are not toys either. Those claws are sharp.

Zoey: I know you want to play with Murray, and he wants to play with you. But, you are a little over his size now and climbing on top of him and trapping him in the corner will not endear him to you.

My bit of an update for the week

For all those at the shelter and Petsmart

I know there are at least fifteen of you grey tabby kittens. All of you look alike, and, frankly, after the vet just tossed you guys into whatever cages, you're all mixed up. I don't know if I put Sage, Sassy and Sissy together, or if Gerald was put in with his sibs. Thank goodness Gin, Tonic and Martini are all different. Of course, now there is Brandy, and about four others, all grey tabbies. Enough to make me want to cry, since you are all the same coloration, size and everything. The only differences, some are boys, some are girls, and a couple of you are medium haired. Oh well....once you all get adopted, I won't worry. Might have to get some cheap collars though...just so I can figure out who is who.

Now, to the rest of you. RIP Ginny. You were a fantastic mama cat, and if you had shown the slightest bit of improvement, I might have suggested we hold you as a barn cat. Lunging at us when Ronnie tried to get you with the cat knabber...I think he has a slight understanding of what I've been going through with you these past three months. Not that Yvette is any better. Your kitten, Yvette will be taken from you in a couple of weeks, at that time, your fate too will be sealed. Sorry, pretty girl.

To Mars, Midas, Waldo and the new one, you guys are no longer feral, that means I get to weigh you, check you out, vacinate if needed. 'yay' Waldo...if you indeed do have ringworm, we have a problem. I don't have anywhere to isolate you. the only thing I can do is put a towel over your cage and make sure to continue to lyme dip you. All you other kittens...I'm doing my best guys, but the boss doesn't see any reason to get actual kitten food. (and it took him a week to get rabbit food)

OJ, you are do much better. Start cuddling up to people and you'll be gone. Three legged cats always get adopted. For everyone else, whiskers up...adoptions seem to be up, so there is always hope.

Cats at home...sighs....I know, I'm tired. Always like this this time of year. Missie, I'm sorry girl, but the kids went through the time, trouble and money to get that nice bunk bed, I'm going to use it. (although I can see getting one of those foam toppers, getting too old to have a hard mattress) Yes, that means, I'm no longer sleeping on the couch. You'll have to find someone else to cuddle up to...there are five other cats here...be nice, maybe they will clean your butt.

To my cats at work and at home

Dearest cats at work,
You spill my blood nearly on a daily basis. You make me smile, laugh, cry, get angry, get scared. Some of you come up to me and want a cuddle, others seem to want to kill me. I fall in love at least a hundred times a day, and want to walk out dozens of times a day. I hate getting up to go to work, but can't stand the thought of not going. I'm so glad when it is time to go home, but hate the thought of leaving.

I've seen so many come in, go out, have problems of various kinds, and sadly, seen so many who had to be put down due to various things. I may not remember all their names, but the glance of a cat can make me remember something that can bring a smile, or a tear.

I clean cat boxes, cat litter,floors. I cuddle and love over the scared kittens, when I can, try to make all of you adoptable. I do my best with what I have.

What I truly have is a deep and abiding love for all of you, those in shelter, those who have been and gone, and those who will be coming in. I also have hope and faith that as many of you that come in, most will be adopted by loving and furever homes. This, more than anything, should tell everyone, why I love my job. Even when it is one heartbreak after another.

Yes, I am the cat lady.

Now, to the ones at home....
Velvet, I know, it's summer, the time you just don't eat that much. Well...not a lot I can do about that, my toothless wonder. Except keep tabs on if you're eating at all.
Missie, now nicknamed Missie the Hut....are you actually (gasp!!!) LOSING WEIGHT????? Seems so, since you can almost clean your own butt. Of course, if you would be nicer to Spike and Tiger, the two boys would probably be happy to help out. Yes, I know, Tiger is more like a dog than a cat, still...he grooms Mousie all the time.
Angel, you are doing better. Not that I blame you for hiding in the kitchen. Having a seven year old who...frankly needs a LOT more discipline that he gets at home (not to mention, a STABLE homelife, not going from house to house with slutmama, and whoever she's banging this week....thank the Goddess she's not my actual daughter...but son in laws daughter by first wife...still, I just want to slap her silly, beat her until she begs forgiveness, then take her kids away) but still....he can be a fairly good kid....and he's slowly (very slowly) beginning to learn a few things. As for you two...Spike, Tiger....yes, sure....try to cuddle up to Missie. She at least is front declawed. (and has roundly defeated Spike by powderpuffing at least twice) Just do me a favor...don't go after the Queen and Empress of all she Surveys....aka Velvet. She HAS claws, she is not afraid to use them. Love you two goofballs anyway.

Hey, Methuselah.

Dear Kravitz:

Holy crap. You're really seventeen this month. Seventeen! That's the longest any of my family's pets have lived while in our ownership. I didn't know we'd make it this far, especially with needing to get all your poor teeth removed, nuke your thyroid, and then deal with your failing kidneys. But you're still here, a little slower, a little more sleepy, yet in surprisingly good health for an old man.

Thank you for sticking with me. Thank you for tethering me to life when I wanted to complete my will and get it over with. Thank you for cuddling with me in bed and purring away as we slip into slumber. Thank you for giving me your opinionated sass, for sitting with me on the couch while we watch TV, for making me laugh, for giving me a reason to come home at all when my basement-mates were driving me mad. Thank you for healing my heart and allowing me to adopt you when I was still lost due to having to put down my little Dachshund Simon.

In short, thanks for everything. I hope that however long we have, I make you as happy as you've made me.

= Me.

More notes to the cats

Ian, you silly boy....stop with the biting, ok? Yes, I know, you don't like being picked up. Gonna do it anyway
Maple, Sweetie, Buttercup, Shandi, Ken, Rasberry, Rhubarb, Birdie, BooBoo, Jack, all of you are just waiting, don't worry, there are people out there.
Jinx, Scraps, Carmen, you are next. Well, ok Carmen, you're still on hold.
Oj, I'll see how you are doing now that the vet has amputated that leg. You're a sweet boy, you should go fast.
Lavender you really are shaping up to be a lovely girl. White with blue eyes. Sad to say that white cats don't seem to do well here. We'll see if you can break the jinx.
Dandy, enjoy your new job as barn cat. Glad you're gone.
Ginny, you are a GREAT mama. Your babies are fat, eyes open, and beginning to move around. They even seem to be ok with people, despite you being so wild and mean. Don't worry, lovely girl, they will be fine with people, and they should go pretty fast, in a couple of months.
These next few weeks will be interesting though.

Tiger, Spike....not much I can say to you two silly boys. Angel, stop puking on the furniture ok? Mouse....you're fine, my two are not going to hurt you....I hope. Missie, bath time my dearest dainty darling. Velvet....if you would EAT, the others wouldn't eat your food. I am NOT going to stand there and watch you.

More from the shelter

Hurrah for you two Moon and Sun...you got adopted TOGETHER which is great. Sirius, you were taken home by your owner, which is even better. Buttercup, I'm sorry, but your owners decided that they didn't want you after all. Well, that is ok, big boy, we'll find you a good home. Hopefully, you won't run away again.
Kittens, you are being adopted,slowly. Toadstool is gone, and it looks like a couple more are gone as well. that means....Titania, Oberon and Maude....you three are next on the list. I'm thinking you three will go just as fast, if not faster, being that you three are just the sweetest things. All purrs and cuddles. Shooter, you are just adorable as well, with the added benefit of being just about two months old. One big eyed stare and someone will melt like ice on a steaming hot sidewalk.
For all my adult cats, Birdie, Annabelle, Maple, Sweety, Loki, Buttercup, Ian, Shandi, Ken, Rasberry, Rhubarb, that means, you've got competition. Still, those kittens are not up front, so you guys and girls can shine. Yes Ian, you are more or less the 'lobby' cat for now. Do me a favor, don't trip anyone up, ok?
Ginny, I'm NOT hurting you or the babies, chill out. Rosemary, you are taking SUCH good care of Basil, BooBoo, you need to get your fur back, Scraps, you still look like a kitten who got hit by a car, but at least you're mending. Razz, Jinx, Dandy.....I don't know what I can do with you three.

Missie, Velvet, you do NOT need to continue to tell the others that you two are now queens of the house. Mousie....glad to see that you're beginning to cuddle up to me. Tiger, is there a brain in that head of yours? I see you looking, but honestly, light is on, but no one is at home...Spike, can I have my chair? Angel, you are so sweet, but let us be honest, you are NO match for my evil calico lady. Missie, maybe, but not Velvet. Yes Missie, despite the fact you weigh in at about 20 pounds, you are STILL my dainty darling.
To the six kittens, maine coon mixes, you guys and girls are now ready for adoption. Our Adoptathon is this weekend...that means, Appaloosa, chill out you furry terror...you are the second cutest of the bunch (Toadstool being THE cutest, love those HUGE ears)
Ginny, you had your kittens, so you are, in fact, saved from euthing....for now.
Birdy, Maple, you two were both spay/aborts, hard decision on you, Birdie, but one must realize that economics do come into it. Get you done, even though your kittens were due within a couple of weeks, and get you adopted and out...or trust that your sweetness and lovely looks would breed true, but have to have you and kittens for three to four months. Maple, you weren't that far along, and you were just way too skinny.

As stated, adoptathon this weekend, so yeah....everyone at the shelter who is ready...chins and whiskers up. As many as possible will be heading out to the adoption area, with, one hopes, lots and lots of people ready to take home a new companion.

For my 'at home' cats....that flea treatment did NOT hurt you. All it is is apple cider vinegar, a bit of baking soda and water. Actually....I think the treatment is to get the vinegar inside you (excessive grooming follows said treatment) which kills the fleas from the inside....like a MUCH cheaper version of capstar. So far, no fleas, so I will continue the vinegar in the water (and I'm doing that in the shelter as well) and the once a week spray down, so we can also check on everyone (Missie....I'm looking at YOU) for any fleas)
In the meantime, much hugs and pettings....and Missie....could I have a LITTLE bit of room for my feet? I'm old cat...I can't sleep all scrunched up.


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