Yesterday I went to pick up these three adorable kittens from a wonderful woman who loved them very much but just couldn’t keep them. She had actually bottle fed them from little kits so you can imagine the attachment she held to these babies. In hopes of finding them good homes she had taken to sitting in her truck with a “Free Kittens” sign and I, seeing far to much I guess, just cringed in worry of where they might end up. So Cocoa (black girl), Spice (Brown Tabby girl in middle), and Nutmeg (Brown tabby boy on right) came to visit L.F.R.A.
All three are in wonderful health, Cocoa does have a bit of unique eye shape as you will see in pictures, but nothing to cause issue or hamper her vision. They are extremely sweet and once over their confusion of the situation were full or purrs and headbutts. They were born on Sept. 15th which makes them around 3 months old and will make their forever families very happy as they are just the sweetest little things.
I would like to introduce you to Oscar. Oscar is a big (try 21 lbs big) older kitty (part teddy bear) that is displaying signs which lead question to issues with his vision. He had stopped eating, drinking and maintaining himself after his previous owners gave up on him, for whatever their reason and now is part of the pack to see if we can get him turned around and into just the right home for the sweet old guy.
This is little Foxy now, slowly making headway on gaining weight back and showing so much more energy and enjoyment of life.
I had just sat down, literally, when an after hours call came out from the local shelter about a “Fox” looking dog that had stopped eating, was excessively thin and severely depressed. I took one look at the picture, grabbed my purse and said I was on my way. A hour later I was back home with Breanna aka Foxy.
The first hurdle was introducing her to the “transition” crate. This is a crate I use for all new animals that come into the household and L.F.R.A. It is not ever shut and remains open so they can go in or out as they want to, but allows them a place to rest until THEY are comfortable. This sits next to the ever faithful and oh so stained and ragged “transition” recliner. Foxy had no clue what to make of the crate and first instinct was to have a panic attack, it was short lived and I just sat with her through it until it passed. It seemed this panic attack and riding the waves of it until over was a key turning point for her.
First there was lots of kisses given from both sides. I love the look she gave getting caught giving them.
Though T.J. is a bit miffed at her now, after finishing her mighty dog she went in and stole the rest of his canned cat food.
For a while she had decided to come out and enjoy the transition chair beside me at desk tonight, but then hopped down and went into the crate to curl up on her big fluffy princess blanket. Though if I move she’s up, tail wagging and curious to what I’m up to. Tomorrow I will work on treating some “worry” sores she’s given herself on inside legs and around one nipple due to obsessive grooming, and we will see how she does with a bath and nail clipping. She’s a bit smelly and those nails definitely need a trim job.
I am sure many of you remember Little Delta, the poor little poodle with a ulcerated eye and horrible skin condition. While I always found her beautiful, her true beauty is beginning to show. Looking back at pictures of how Delta looked the night she was brought home from shelter and how she looks today it is so nice to see the transformations. The wounds have healed, her eye has cleared up to just a small spot still remaining of the ulcer, and we are on our way to getting rid of our elephant skin and growing our hair back. You are a true beauty queen Delta and I love you.