I posted "Prissy" as urgent on the site, because she was the sweetest little angel I think I'd ever seen. She came into the shelter with a upper respiratory infection, and as soon as she saw me, she'd flop over on her back like the big cats do. It turns out, Prissy weighs 14 ounces, and was the size of a 4 week old kitten. But she could do all the things that an 8 week old kitten could do. She was jumping on my hands, her ears were up and pointy, and she was very advanced. Prissy had the eyes of a little calico alien. I could only surmise she was probably the runt of the litter.
When I met Christine who would be fostering her, it was love at first sight. Like me, Christine was completely enamoured with this angel without wings. It's going to be fun to watch this little sweetness grow and blossom.
Have you ever seen me write so many adjectives about one tiny kitten? Holy Moly. :)
As I was turning to leave the shelter with Prissy, I gave a quick glance to this blue-eyed little man:He blinked his baby blues at me and slowly put a paw up to the cage door. I couldn't leave him behind. I snatched him up and kissed his pink nose softly. I called Michelle from the road and she happily met me to take him home. I didn't even have to sound pitiful! Bonus!!!
I think we have the best foster parents - ever!
I'm VERY VERY happy to report that Petrie, the little tortie that I wrote about on Tuesday has been rescued. Debbie, from another rescue saw my plea for her on this blog, and rescued her, along with 3 others today. (Many thanks to Kathleen who arranged this long drive for me so I could have a day off.)
I walked around Home Sense today and was tempted to buy a new Autumn wreath for my front door. Maybe if I hung the wreath now, wave my arms and say, "Abracadabra!" it'll be Autumn and kitten season will be over.
We can dream, right?