katesthoughts

The kittens are cute but still wild. They were not ready to go anywhere right now. They still must stay quarantined for at least another week. They are in a large crate/cage with everything in it. They are well cared for. Foster Sue says they still need a lot of work. They can’t wander yet. The priority list is also quite long. If today's options are taken, more may become available later. I will find out next week before I leave for J&J.

We were there for a good hour or so just watching the kittens. We couldn’t really touch them or handle them. Michael, Gills coworker was the “support staff” while his girlfriend was the main foster/rescuer. Glen, their pitbull was a sweet lovable guy and protector of the kittens. I was fine with him until he would get in my face. I tried to remain unphased. I am not sure I was successful. But the three of us had a great chat. We talked about a lot of things.

It was nearly 3 when we left, Gillion and I headed to Old Saybrook for a late lunch. On the way there we called our friend Laura, but she didn’t answer so we went to Penny Lane Pub. We sat outside and shared Brussels sprouts and cheddar fries.

After eating, we went to Guilford to pick up my car and headed home. The conversations were wonderful and interesting. Laura called during my lunch, so I returned her call and learned Cyn was with her. I found out that they were also nearby at the Monkey Farm restaurant. I shared the experience. Cyn was kind enough to share her experience with Ferals. I hope I don’t go through that (having to give up the cat)

I got home by quarter of five. I went to Next door and told him what had transpired. I'm unsure he should handle the Feral. If Sara contacts me, I'll ask her to wait until I return.

In the hours since coming home I have been watching TV, fed Sky and spending time cuddling when he wanted it. I had cereal and organized my meds for the week.

Now I am listening to Modern Talking on YouTube, and about to go to sleep.