LOTSASTUFF: IN WHICH YOUR HUMBLE BLOGGER ENDEAVOURS TO RELATE FELINE-INVOLVING INCIDENTS WHICHAVE OCCURRED IN THE FIRST FIVE DAYS OF THE YEAR OF OUR LORD, ANNO DOMINI 2015.

Part the First: adoptions.

On New Years Day, Joanna homed the kitten Frazzle and on Jan 2nd she homed the kitten Sherry. Also on 2nd Jan, three adult cats were adopted at Ferry Farm: Timmy, Minnie, and Ted, all graduates of the Ian Williams School of Feline Deportment. So, five in the first two days of 2015, a good start with promises of more to come (or go) his week.

Part the Second: arrivals.

Some come. some go.

Arrived are: Albert & Victoria, Lightning, Gemma, and Bettie. Only one of them is one I've been fostering.

Part the Third: Rikki and His Friends

Rikki is one of my cats and he's gone through the wars a bit. He's had an operation on his eyelids because of ingrowing hairs. He was pining on his own Ferry Farm so I brought him here. He's got into a habit of over-grooming so he's on his second lot of different pills. Despite this, he's a friendly loveable boy.

Another cat I'm having a problem with his Arya. Now she's a lovely affectionate young girl but... She has a flea allergy and at one time had several large scabs over her body. All of these are gone now and she's flea-free. Well, all but one scab. This keeps healing only for her to scratch it open again. At one time it had completely healed leaving healthy bare skin. Which, a couple of days later, she raked open again. So I took her to the vets again about this where she had a couple of injections and Wendy the vet came some cream for her. This is what the scab looks like.

And then there's Tomas. He's actually a nice boy. With a quirk. This afternoon while I was on the phone after making a fuss of him, he climbed on top of my shoulder so I could continue what I'd started. He is getting quite friendly and isn't as nervous as he used to be. But he doesn't half howl a lot, loudly, and long. I may be imagining it (I hope not) but it didn't seem quite so long a session late this afternoon. I live in hopes.

And here's a photo of Fifi.

Part the Fourth: Animal Krackers on Facebook.

I've been a member of Facebook for a little while but only recently joined the Animal Krackers Facebook page and once there I realised what a good thing it is and wished I'd joined sooner. A perfect example of why it's a good thin happened a couple of days ago.

I got a call from a woman who lived just around the corner from me about a cat which had been hanging around for a week so, as I'd decided Tomas could manage without being in the conservatory, I went round to have a look. I found a big ginger and white intact male sitting on op of the plastic rubbish bin outside her house. It let me stroke it and pick it up so I took it home, took a photo and put it and what details I had up on the AK Facebook page, quickly receiving a number of helpful replies. One reply linked to a post of a missing cat which looked very like this one. Not long after, a guy knocked on my door and said it was his sister's and he'd be round in the morning. I asked him to come in and look at it but he didn't. After that the person who posted the lost similar cat got in touch, sent me a photo, and, to cut a long story short, I took it round that same evening and there was no question that this was her cat. He went into into a small living room where several people came and made a fuss of him without him being phased. This was his home from which he'd been missing for six weeks. Result!

His name is Toffy.

Part the Fifth: There is no Part the Fifth. 

That's yer lot for now.

AFTER MILDLY MANIC MONDAY CAME TEMPORARILY TRAUMATIC TUESDAY

"Temporarily traumatic Tuesday"? Meh! The quality of my post titles has just succumbed to a sudden drop in quality. However on with the story.

This is Hero.

Arrived on Friday.

Listed on Friday.

Re-homed on Monday.

Returned on Tuesday.

Which is the fastest turnover of a cat I've known and it's all his fault. Well, almost all. When he rolled over in his pen to have his tummy rubbed by a small boy, he seemed ideal. Sadly it didn't last as within hours of arriving at his new home he turned into psycho cat going for said small boy. Understandably his new owner wanted to bring him back which she duly did. And took a nice little tabby recommended by Dawn who looks after the cats at our re-homing centre.

I think I may have made a mistake in allowing him to be re-homed so quickly as we didn't have time to assess his character properly. It may also have been too many changes in his life in too short a period. He also hadn't been neutered though he will have by now as I dropped him off at the vets for that very purpose four hours ago.

I was also due to take Roger the nice big black cat to be neutered but that proved unnecessary. Wendy the vet called in to adopt one of our dogs being kept there. As it was her first visit she had a good look round and told Mark the owner of Ferry Kennels that Roger had been neutered but because it had been when was older it just appeared as if he hadn't..

And then there's the cat that I have cruelly but temporarily called Stumpy. If you look closely at the first photo you'll see why. 

This poor little soul is the stray cat being fed and sheltered on nights at St.Anthony's Girls School in Sunderland. They contacted me on Monday teatime to tell me that she was injured and could we help. I picked her up, took her to the vets where I found out she'd broken her tail. They kept her in overnight and amputated it yesterday, leaving a small and currently hairless stump behind. 

I decided to bring her home to my house to recuperate in the conservatory and called in at the school on the way back to let them know and that if anyone wanted to come to my house to check on her then they were more than welcome.

She is traumatised, poor little thing, but responds to affection. She's not eating much but she has eaten something. I've decided to keep her for three weeks until her second flu jab and then, when there's space, take her to the re-homing centre. I'm also going to add her to the cats needing homes list. If anyone's interested they can come and look at her but I won't let her go anywhere for at least another two weeks. Initial impressions, which can be misleading as recent events have proved, are that she is a gentle friendly little thing. I think she's quite young but I'll ask for a more informed guess when I take her back to the vets on Saturday for a check-up.

Here's a nicer photo or two.

Oh the heck with it. I've been saying how much she reminds me of Lucy, mine and Susan's first cat together, so Lucy she is and I'll never mention the S-name again.