Well two of our fosters have forever homes. I had told them about how hoomans really like a purr and a friendly cat and it paid off. They were all excited when they came home last Saturday and just had to tell me all about it.
Seem this guy came into where they were. Foxy ran right over and said hello. I always tell the kits: Kits, be open and up front with hoomans. Use your Bast given talent and when it is right put that best paw out and go fur it. Foxy said she was so loud and rubbing against the fingers the guy put in the cage, always a good sign I may add, fingers that is, that Tank Girl woke up from her cat nap. Well they both started purring and fussing over this guy. So he uses that little box that they talk into and talked to a lady. Seems they are some kind of couple. So then the lady comes by too. They put on a good show. Purrs. Rubs. Even a meow or two. Well it paid off. The couple wanted to take them right away. Well you know Pops. Nothing doing with strangers. So they had to wait and then came home to tell the story. They were upset.
So they are home and they dont know that Pops was informed of all the goings on. He is listening on his talking box to who ever was there and so he is ready for the next step. Like I said Pops will not give a kit to just anyone. He has to check em out. You just never know with hoomans. Sad but true. So I listen to Pops talk to this couple. He says: "Really, well, and other cats? Yes. Well, where do you live? Really. Well I have to do a home check but it sounds great. How about you call me Sunday and we will set it up? OK." Then he gives me a look and says"Tim. This is going to work out. Wow those kits really charmed them. I am doing a good job Tim." He gives me a pet and I purr like usual. Little does he know I have been helping with teaching the kits.
On Sunday he went down and played with them for the last time. He was really surprised that they were all over him. Climbing on his back and sitting on his shoulders giving him whisker kitty kisses. MOL. I had told them about the upcoming adoption and to say good bye. I told them how lucky they were getting old Pops as a foster. He is such a nice guy. So they were all over him. A fine day playing.
So Sunday night Pops brings them to the new home. I have no idea about how they get around in those noisy smelly things but they do. The check went well. The peeps listened to Pops about litter and food. Then he left the kits there with their new hoomans. I sure hope they give me a shout on Face-Book. We will miss the little scraps.
So only 2 to go. Hey Pinky He Tiny Dancer! Get those purr machines ready for Saturday! So ends another great story.
Bye fur now
Timmy Tomcat
