Showing posts with label The McFeeleys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The McFeeleys. Show all posts

Monday, May 7, 2012

Morgan Does Some Book Learnin' With His Friend


He likes Laurie's flower book and he likes Erica.  Me too.

A few of you have commented that the boys are still so little.  They're really not.  I haven't been posting chronologically.  These pix of Morgan are from a while back.  Sometimes my brain is not in order, hence neither is my posting.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

He's a Man Among Kittens


I first met Roger and Laura in the Summer of 2008 when they adopted a kitten from me. Over the next couple of years, three more would follow. They have since become dear friends to me and all my little ones. I think it's pretty clear why.

Their kindness and generosity not only to me, but to all the cats and kittens at the Humane Society over the years have won our hearts many times over.

The friendship of people like Roger and Laura is one of the joyfully unexpected benefits of fostering that has made this experience more rewarding than I'd ever imagined.

Thank you R&L for your lovely, funny souls and your deeply held love of all cats.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

WANTED!! Eensy Weensy Siblings for a Teeny Tiny Girl!

All alone at the shelter. Oh noes!! Delivered snuggled into a Priority Mail box by a kind young man who found her under the shed all by herself! This will never do. Not ever. Something has to be done!

And so it was that Fate intervened (okay, it was me) and Little One is now comfortably settled in with two adorable and impish brothers who are the same age(ish) as she, same size (almost), and in need of some influence from the distaff side.


And so it was that she became known as Kewpie.

Sunday, April 15, 2012

A Story of Two Very Tiny Boys

I know I sprung these guys on you with no warning. Believe me, I was surprised too. I had the Goodalls and I had Annie. Two more kittens was probably not what you expected. Nor did I.

Morgan and Bradley were brought to the shelter as strays, a mere 7 ounces each. It's difficult to imagine just how small that is. It's very small. They were just 2-3 weeks old and so fragile.

But these boys have spunk! They had fat little bellies to begin with - a very encouraging sign. They just had to be given the chance the deserved. They had such determination!

It seemed clear right from the very start that they would do well and I'm so proud of them and their strong will to survive.

Within just a few days they had each gained three ounces. Think about it. That's nearly 50% of their original body weight. Excellent progress, lads!




They continue to thrive and have had no problems or complications at all.



I'll update you on the McFeeley boys more often after the Goodalls have graduated. Right now my focus is on them and finding their best possible homes.

Two down and two to go!

Tuesday, April 10, 2012