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The title of this post must be sung to Beyonce's "All the single ladies"

On the day mum left for NZ, I planned to call the AWL.  Instead they called me.  They asked whether I would like dogs or cats.  This was actually the biggest conundrum of my life and I still can’t believe I went for cats!  I was told I would get three kittens but when I ( Read more... )

On having to return my beloved Peddy Boom Booms, I told my mother that I would make her rue the day I was made to return the coolest cat in town.  When I dropped Pedro off at the shelter, I asked if they had anything that they needed fostered.  The lady was like “AHH!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!” because she’d been trying to get these kittens out all day. ( Read more... )

This is my own private joke.  I kept calling Pedro ‘Senor Pedro’ but the first time, I accidentally called him ‘Monsieur Pedro’ as in a French mister.  Knowing that was wrong, I changed it to ‘Monsignor Pedro’, which again is wrong and refers to a position in the Catholic church.  Then I cracked myself up by calling him ‘Monsignor Pedro, a member ( Read more... )

After giving back my red-headed stepchild, we had to wait a month before we could foster again because of the concern that another animal may catch ringworm from her.  Although that didn’t stop the AWL frm calling us three times, unaware we were blacklisted!

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This is going back a few months so my memories are a little rough.  The day before my mum came home from NZ, I got a call from the AWL asking if I could foster a cat for them.  I said yes despite the fact that I had my beloved River with me.  My reasoning behind this was because I was still kinda hoping to keep her and I didn’t want her in the AWL’ ( Read more... )

I never blogged about this one because I like to pretend that it never happened.  But unfortunately it did and so I will tell this sorry little tale.

When mum left me alone in the house to go back to NZ for a holiday, the day she left, I called up the AWL to see if they had any dogs for me to look after.  The lady said yep, they had one that needed ( Read more... )

I’m posting this about a week after I wrote this but it still makes me hopelessly cry while re-reading this!

( Self-indulgent waffle about the best kitten in the world!!! )

Well, my mum was about to hit the road and head off to NZ for a month so we had an unwritten rule that there would be no dogs.  That rule got broken about a week before she left with the arrival of Barney.

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