Lurker asks

Reasonably  enough.

What will Wolfie think of all this? And Boe?

Well, we shall see.

Boe has been playing truant a lot.
I think with the recent loss of so many of his cat family, he is just not as happy.
(He adored Motley, and he and Nikki slept in a kitty pile.)
There’s a bunch of other young kitties down the block, and I think he’s hanging out down there a lot.
Maybe he will be happier with other younger cats here?

Wolfie misses Boe when he’s not around.
Boe turned up last night, having not been seen since Thursday.
He ate and hung around, but wouldn’t come in.
(They both fear Sisko, and require help getting past him to get upstairs.)
When I called Wolfie in later, he kept coming up to the porch, even to the door, but not coming in.
Instead he looked around, waiting for Boe, who wasn’t coming in.
I finally coaxed him in after midnight.

He’s going to be very unhappy when we lose Boe.
I’m hoping he can bond with the new guys – the brothers are more ex-ferals, and the kitten is very pro-cat – and maybe make it a little less grim this winter.

Doctor 7?
Kitten likes cats.
He was trying to say hi to every kitty in the place.
If any of these guys gives him an inch, he’ll take a foot.
My ebil plot is to get him in with the brothers as babysitters.
Could work.

Sisko?
Sisko is sorta a basket case, and we will all just have to cope.
But he got along fine with Nikki, so maybe he doesn’t find younger cats as threatening.
Maybe.

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And, as long as we were at the shelter

the shelter

hanging about and patting this guy

dr 7 sleeps

We also met these dudes.

The bros

They apparently were rescued as babies from a warehouse, fostered, and have been at the shelter since June.
They sleep in a pile, and groom each other, and play, and the black one was being carried about like a scarf on one of the volunteers’ neck.
But they are really crowded.
And these guys are only sorta social, and very bonded, and not tiny kittens any longer, and not the really popular look.
The volunteers were very upset that the guys have really pretty much had as much of a chance as they were going to get, as in, until maybe at the end of the week…

Sextus

Quint

(Actually, they were named Chad and Bruce, but I don’t think so.)

You may notice, they are in boxes.
Yes.
We have just doubled our cat population.
Sigh.

On the plus side, they seem to have the feral-hurray!-it’s-another-cat thing going.
I’m hoping they can hang with the kitten and keep him from being lonely when we aren’t around.
I can hope.

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