George is here right now and he and Mike are installing electrical outlets inside the deck enclosure. The building looks fairly nice. There are three wired and screened windows now to let more light into the building. The original sunroof is cracked- when our neighbors tree fell so many years ago onto our land, one of the limbs hit the sunroof. It would be nice to replace it but for now it is boarded over as it leaks and it is still raining here.

I got a call late last night from a man who was looking for older cats to adopt. He wanted two of them, he wanted one of them to be a tortise-shell. He had called about Pippi and Piper, but they have a lot of issues between them and they probably will live out their days here. Piper is about ready to lose her eye and most people don’t want a one-eyed kitty.

So I offered up my two five-year olds- the owner surrenders back in Jan. Trinity and Denver. The man agreed to meet them, so off we went.

I couldn’t have ordered a better home. We went into the bedroom and both man and wife joined me on the floor as I opened up the carriers. Trinity came out first and they thought she was beautiful (most people in this area don’t take to torties). Trinity slid under the bed and I silently groaned. The bed was so low to the floor, I don’t think I would have fit underneath it if I had to go and capture her to take her back home. Denver took his time exiting the carrier, he got one pet from the man then he too vanished under the bed. Clint looked at his wife and burst out laughing. They both said in unison “Well, I guess they are ours now!”

In a few hours I will take Cagney, Roscoe and Sophia to a family looking for two kittens. If all goes well, four cats will leave here today and start their new life. Can I hear an “Amen!” 🙂

*8:06 PM Update: The family decided that they couldn’t decide between any of the three kittens so they adopted them ALL! I will miss those three immensely, but they are going to have a GREAT life!

Work is still being done on the enclosure so the photos will have to wait. The one black kitty in there is fierce and feral. He has already gotten me twice, that’s how fast he is. I told Mike I was going to call him Striker!