The Weeds girls go a-visitin’.
“Hey, hi! Hi! How’s your mama and them? ::sniff::sniff::sniff::”
The boys think Dandelion is FABulous. I was worried that she’d feel threatened by all those boys crowded around her sniffing, but she just sniffed ’em back, purring the entire time. She is such a sweet, laid-back girl.
“Watch the furs, boys, I just took a bath.”
“I wish that lady would clean these mirrors more often, so I can gaze at my gorgeous self without all these spots in the way!”
::flirt::
“Uh….”
“Ex-CUSE me! You’re very rude, you know.”
Purslane raised the Paw o’ Doom at one of the orange boys, not realizing that Dingwall Scotty was watching.
And then she caught sight of him out of the corner of her eye, and did an awesome jump-spin move.
Dandelion, trying to get flirty with Mr. Stripey.
::duck::
“You smack me, I smack you back, Mister.”
Sungold and Purslane get to know each other.
Kohle (front) and Dingwall Scotty keep an eye on the girls.
::HISS:: said Thistle to Mr. Stripey (She’s not the right color, but in this picture she reminds me very much of a possum.)
Then she gave him a Hard Look to back up her hiss (he seemed to be mostly unimpressed.)
Dingwall Scotty was on the cat tree lazily moving his tail, and the shadow on the wall caught Purslane’s attention.
It drove her CRAZY.
Then she joined him on the cat tree to see what he was doing.
“You better back off,” said Dingwall Scotty, showing his Paw. Purslane backed right down and gazed adoringly at him.
All in all, the visit went well. The boys thought the girls were interesting, and vice versa. The girls were ready to leave the room after about 20 minutes, and the boys told them they could come back and play any ol’ time. Awwww.
On Saturday, Dandelion met her new mother.
YES, YOU HEARD ME RIGHT!
When I said, last week, that maybe Dandelion would be adopted before her sisters, I didn’t think it would actually HAPPEN. But as it turned out, someone talked to the adoption counselors at Petsmart Friday night and then looked at pictures of her, and wanted to meet her. Kathie called me Friday night to see if I’d be willing to take Dandelion for a meet and greet at the woman’s apartment, and so Saturday morning off we went.
I really liked the woman – I’m going to call her “A” – who was interested in Dandelion and Dandelion did fabulously well. I was more than a little worried about the meeting, because A has a little dog named Duke. He’s a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel (I think I’ve got the breed right), and like all little dogs, he is energetic and bouncy and excited. (He might possibly be part Tasmanian Devil.)
I was concerned that Dandelion would freak out and hiss and run under the couch, never to be seen again. So A put Duke in the bedroom with the door closed so Dandelion could come out and look around. She did, and she was a little nervous about the noises coming from the bedroom, but she was more curious than anything. When the time came for a face-to-face meeting between Duke and Dandelion (with A holding Duke), I was very impressed that Dandelion stood her ground. She growled and hissed and smacked at Duke, but she didn’t freak out. She just showed him that she wasn’t kidding, and Duke was good about respecting her and backing down and not really invading her space.
I have a good feeling about A and the home situation for Dandelion; there’s no doubt in my mind that she’ll be well cared for and pampered.
Also, Purslane and Thistle are going to Petsmart tomorrow, since there’s an open cage for them.
It’s going to be amazingly quiet around here without those girls!
I’ve got a zillion pictures of all of them, so you’ll be seeing pictures of them for the rest of the week.
I’m planning to move the ‘Maters and Kohle to the guest bedroom for a few days so that I can get the door and the trim in the foster room painted. The trim and the door look absolutely awful, and I can’t stand it any more, so I’ll be a painting fool on Wednesday (and possibly Thursday, as well – I imagine that the door’s going to take a few days since I need to strip it first.)
Miz Poo, on the platform in the front room. This picture cracks me up so very much – she looks like such a little old lady!
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Previously
2011: Kitteh Video Saturday.
2010: Bobby, having finished his own plate, moves on down the line to see what everyone else has.
2009: I calls him “SnuffleFLOOFaGus.”
2008: No entry.
2007: Sitting in the portal, waiting for the mother ship to arrive.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.