12/12/12
So yesterday was a pretty bad day that ended better.
It started a few weeks ago when Normal got outside when we weren't paying attention. There was some news about people thinking they saw her, but every time it ends up being another black stray so there has been no actual news about her. Then this neighbor said he thought he had her around his place and we've been looking for 2 weeks there, but finally found the cat in question and its not her.
Then there's the friendly neighborhood stray Tommy. He was abandoned by the morons who had been living in our house and Tom has been in and out of other people's homes in the area. Well with winter coming we felt bad for him and we've been feeding him so we discussed making him a house to live in on our porch. It turned into bringing the little lion inside. We quarantined him in the basement so the girls wouldn't catch anything he had and get him neutered so he didn't pee on everything. We took him to the vet Weds after he'd been sleeping in our basement for 3 days and they did the blood test and he had to be put to sleep because he had FIV and he was sick and its contagious through scratches and bites.
So we took Tommy to the shelter to be put to sleep and while Rhi and I waited we talked to the workers and looked at the cats. We went to lunch with Vonda before heading back to the shelter to look and see the cats so we could go home and talk about it. Well they recommended a few, like a Maine Coon named Peter Parker and a year old boy named Beau who had been at the shelter nearly his whole life. He's high energy and needy and talkative and that puts people off, but not us. Vonda and I decided he was the one and...welp. I give you some crappy photos of Beau! He doesn't stay still well.
It started a few weeks ago when Normal got outside when we weren't paying attention. There was some news about people thinking they saw her, but every time it ends up being another black stray so there has been no actual news about her. Then this neighbor said he thought he had her around his place and we've been looking for 2 weeks there, but finally found the cat in question and its not her.
Then there's the friendly neighborhood stray Tommy. He was abandoned by the morons who had been living in our house and Tom has been in and out of other people's homes in the area. Well with winter coming we felt bad for him and we've been feeding him so we discussed making him a house to live in on our porch. It turned into bringing the little lion inside. We quarantined him in the basement so the girls wouldn't catch anything he had and get him neutered so he didn't pee on everything. We took him to the vet Weds after he'd been sleeping in our basement for 3 days and they did the blood test and he had to be put to sleep because he had FIV and he was sick and its contagious through scratches and bites.
So we took Tommy to the shelter to be put to sleep and while Rhi and I waited we talked to the workers and looked at the cats. We went to lunch with Vonda before heading back to the shelter to look and see the cats so we could go home and talk about it. Well they recommended a few, like a Maine Coon named Peter Parker and a year old boy named Beau who had been at the shelter nearly his whole life. He's high energy and needy and talkative and that puts people off, but not us. Vonda and I decided he was the one and...welp. I give you some crappy photos of Beau! He doesn't stay still well.