Friday, September 19, 2014

Foster Friday: Snuggle Cats

It's Friday, and you know what that means...foster kitty photos!

The theme for this week is how my foster cats are so snuggly.  I have always had cats that liked to be with you, not on you.  They are more independent cats, not very lap oriented.  Or at least they only want to be on my lap when I am wearing black, or don't want fur on me.  It's like they know.

Ruby and Daisy are up for adoption through here.  They are both as snuggly as they can be.  They not only like to snuggle with me, but with each other and even my tuxedo, Phoenix.

My photos were taken from my iPhone, so please excuse the quality.

Ruby, on the right loves to groom and sleep with Phoenix.  I think they have a thing going...

See what I mean? Ruby and Phoenix might be an item.

Sisters sleep together.  They crossed their stinkin' cute!
In case you are wondering if they wrestle and pounce each other, the answer is yes.

Ruby, on the right might look innocent but she loves to play chase with her sister and Phoenix.  Sometimes she sounds like a galloping horse, charging around from room to room.
Notice that Cybelle, my white cat is no where to be found on my photos?  That's because she is not a fan of snuggling with other cats.  Like I said before, they act out the movie "Mean Girls."
Until next time, stay classy!

Friday, September 5, 2014

Foster Friday: Ruby & Daisy Go to the Vet

 Last week, we took the girls in to the vet for a follow up visit.  While it is not their first vet visit, it was none the less an unfavorable ride and event for the girls.  Our adventure began at home, where Jeff and I herded the girls into one carrier.  Yes, I said one carrier. We have a double deluxe carrier because I thought it was a good idea at the time.  So, that was fun.
  Ruby and Daisy arrived in their room, and they got to work.  I can imagine the girls were thinking "What is this wicked place?  Who was here before me?  What happened to them?"

Then they heard barking...

"What was that? I don't like this place!!"
Poor girls.  They both gave me unforgiving looks the entire time.  I can't say I blame them.  I too don't enjoy going to the doctor's office.
Ruby was the braver one.  She actually explored the area, while Daisy managed to hide herself behind a pamphlet sign. 
 Poor little Ruby was called chubby, so we will be monitoring food intake.  She not fat, she's curvy!  The girls don't know this yet, but we will be going back to the vet for a check up in a few weeks.  Poor babies!