Well, harumph!

Today was Sunday, mobile adoption day! So I headed up there this
afternoon to visit my pal Everett.

When I got there, there was a small group of teenagers sitting in
a circle, and one of them had Everett on her lap. So I went over to
them, and I told the kids that I had been Everett's foster mom for
a month (the teens were completely unimpressed), and I wanted to say
hi to him. I petted him and spoke to him, but he was zonked out, so
although I wanted to pick him up and cuddle him, he looked so content
there, and the girl looked pretty content having him, that I left
them that way and went off to visit the other kitties.

I played with two cats, and chatted with one of the volunteers, the
one who is now fostering Everett. She also has his brother from the
same litter, but at first, they didn't get along at all, and hissed
and growled at each other all the time. They have since learned to
tolerate each other, but I guess they were separated too long because
the don't seem to recognize each other as littermates. I don't know
the whole story as to why they were separated in the first place.

Later I went back to see if the kids were done petting Everett, and
found that he was now perched on another kid's lap. The other two kids
were doing other things. So I sat down in front of the boy and tried
to get Everett's attention. Then the kid said he had to help the
volunteers, so he handed Everett over to me. I held him, and the little
creep didn't even purr! I swear, he had no idea who I was. I stroked
him and kissed him and cooed at him, and he seemed OK with just hanging
there, but there wasn't a flicker of recognition. sigh

But it was nice seeing him. I sure hope he finds a home soon!

Joyce
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PURRS foe Everett to find a new home.
Kyla
bastXXXette...
Today was Sunday, mobile adoption day! So I headed up there this
afternoon to visit my pal Everett.

When I got there, there was a small group of teenagers sitting in
a circle, and one of them had Everett on her lap. So I went over to
them, and I told the kids that I had been Everett's foster mom for
a month (the teens were completely unimpressed), and I wanted to say
hi to him. I petted him and spoke to him, but he was zonked out, so
although I wanted to pick him up and cuddle him, he looked so content
there, and the girl looked pretty content having him, that I left
them that way and went off to visit the other kitties.

I played with two cats, and chatted with one of the volunteers, the
one who is now fostering Everett. She also has his brother from the
same litter, but at first, they didn't get along at all, and hissed
and growled at each other all the time. They have since learned to
tolerate each other, but I guess they were separated too long because
the don't seem to recognize each other as littermates. I don't know
the whole story as to why they were separated in the first place.

Later I went back to see if the kids were done petting Everett, and
found that he was now perched on another kid's lap. The other two kids
were doing other things. So I sat down in front of the boy and tried
to get Everett's attention. Then the kid said he had to help the
volunteers, so he handed Everett over to me. I held him, and the little
creep didn't even purr! I swear, he had no idea who I was. I stroked
him and kissed him and cooed at him, and he seemed OK with just hanging
there, but there wasn't a flicker of recognition. sigh

But it was nice seeing him. I sure hope he finds a home soon!

Joyce
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I still bet you felt so bad because he didn't know you. Maybe that is best
shows he can adapt. Purrs for his onetruehome soon.
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Today was Sunday, mobile adoption day! So I headed up there this
afternoon to visit my pal Everett.

When I got there, there was a small group of teenagers sitting in
a circle, and one of them had Everett on her lap. So I went over to
them, and I told the kids that I had been Everett's foster mom for
a month (the teens were completely unimpressed), and I wanted to say
hi to him. I petted him and spoke to him, but he was zonked out, so
although I wanted to pick him up and cuddle him, he looked so content
there, and the girl looked pretty content having him, that I left
them that way and went off to visit the other kitties.

I played with two cats, and chatted with one of the volunteers, the
one who is now fostering Everett. She also has his brother from the
same litter, but at first, they didn't get along at all, and hissed
and growled at each other all the time. They have since learned to
tolerate each other, but I guess they were separated too long because
the don't seem to recognize each other as littermates. I don't know
the whole story as to why they were separated in the first place.

Later I went back to see if the kids were done petting Everett, and
found that he was now perched on another kid's lap. The other two kids
were doing other things. So I sat down in front of the boy and tried
to get Everett's attention. Then the kid said he had to help the
volunteers, so he handed Everett over to me. I held him, and the little
creep didn't even purr! I swear, he had no idea who I was. I stroked
him and kissed him and cooed at him, and he seemed OK with just hanging
there, but there wasn't a flicker of recognition. sigh

But it was nice seeing him. I sure hope he finds a home soon!

Joyce
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To send email to this address, remove the triple-X from my user name.

wrote:
I held him, and the little
creep didn't even purr! I swear, he had no idea who I was. I stroked
him and kissed him and cooed at him, and he seemed OK with just hanging
there, but there wasn't a flicker of recognition. sigh


Aww, there's gratitude for you!

But it was nice seeing him. I sure hope he finds a home soon!

Purrs that he does.


--
Marina, Miranda and Caliban. In loving memory of Frank and Nikki.

On Mar 10, 2:44�am, wrote:
Today was Sunday, mobile adoption day! So I headed up there this
afternoon to visit my pal Everett.

When I got there, there was a small group of teenagers sitting in
a circle, and one of them had Everett on her lap. So I went over to
them, and I told the kids that I had been Everett's foster mom for
a month (the teens were completely unimpressed), and I wanted to say
hi to him. I petted him and spoke to him, but he was zonked out, so
although I wanted to pick him up and cuddle him, he looked so content
there, and the girl looked pretty content having him, that I left
them that way and went off to visit the other kitties.

I played with two cats, and chatted with one of the volunteers, the
one who is now fostering Everett. She also has his brother from the
same litter, but at first, they didn't get along at all, and hissed
and growled at each other all the time. They have since learned to
tolerate each other, but I guess they were separated too long because
the don't seem to recognize each other as littermates. I don't know
the whole story as to why they were separated in the first place.

Later I went back to see if the kids were done petting Everett, and
found that he was now perched on another kid's lap. The other two kids
were doing other things. So I sat down in front of the boy and tried
to get Everett's attention. Then the kid said he had to help the
volunteers, so he handed Everett over to me. I held him, and the little
creep didn't even purr! I swear, he had no idea who I was. I stroked
him and kissed him and cooed at him, and he seemed OK with just hanging
there, but there wasn't a flicker of recognition. sigh

But it was nice seeing him. I sure hope he finds a home soon!

Joyce
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To send email to this address, remove the triple-X from my user name.

Kits these days! ;o)
Purrs that Evarett finds a great family.
Suz& Spicey

Suz wrote:

...I swear, he had no idea who I was. I stroked
him and kissed him and cooed at him, and he seemed OK with just hanging
there, but there wasn't a flicker of recognition. sigh

But it was nice seeing him. I sure hope he finds a home soon!
Joyce

Kits these days! ;o)

LOL, doesn't anyone teach them manners anymore?

Purrs that Evarett finds a great family.

Thanks - he needs it!

Joyce

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Today was Sunday, mobile adoption day! So I headed up there this
afternoon to visit my pal Everett.

When I got there, there was a small group of teenagers sitting in
a circle, and one of them had Everett on her lap. So I went over to
them, and I told the kids that I had been Everett's foster mom for
a month (the teens were completely unimpressed), and I wanted to say
hi to him. I petted him and spoke to him, but he was zonked out, so
although I wanted to pick him up and cuddle him, he looked so content
there, and the girl looked pretty content having him, that I left
them that way and went off to visit the other kitties.

I played with two cats, and chatted with one of the volunteers, the
one who is now fostering Everett. She also has his brother from the
same litter, but at first, they didn't get along at all, and hissed
and growled at each other all the time. They have since learned to
tolerate each other, but I guess they were separated too long because
the don't seem to recognize each other as littermates. I don't know
the whole story as to why they were separated in the first place.

Later I went back to see if the kids were done petting Everett, and
found that he was now perched on another kid's lap. The other two kids
were doing other things. So I sat down in front of the boy and tried
to get Everett's attention. Then the kid said he had to help the
volunteers, so he handed Everett over to me. I held him, and the little
creep didn't even purr! I swear, he had no idea who I was. I stroked
him and kissed him and cooed at him, and he seemed OK with just hanging
there, but there wasn't a flicker of recognition. sigh

But it was nice seeing him. I sure hope he finds a home soon!


Border Collies are very bright (supposedly) right?

Trust me, Kayla love and adores me only if there are no distractions.

She can totally forget who I am between breakfast and bedtime if there are
grandsons, the yard guy, stranger willing to throw anything or even Charlie
in a decent mood.

And the worst of those is the yard guy. I always know when he gets here and
who it is because my normally can't be bothered to announce intruders girl,
goes to the door and actually cries to get out. Its this high pitched
keening cry that makes you go so see if she if hurt.

Jo