Hot In Here
Dad came up Sunday morning at an ungodly hour (as usual lol) and dropped off some stuff for me, and picked up the souvenirs that I got for him and Lois while I was down in the US this summer. I also sent some jam home with him, and a bunch of empty plastic seed-bead tubes that he uses for scratch-building models and whatnot.
Yesterday Orange!kitty showed back up and invited himself back into my place again. One again the neighbours said they didn't want him, and then this morning the girl came back and (again) said oh, she changed her mind. This time though I lied to her and said he'd already scooted back outside. I'm going to keep him long enough to get a few decent meals into him at least.
I'm still really worried about Orangey and his siblings. I would take them all in if they would make up their fucking minds about whether they want them or not. At least then I could make sure they'd get some good food and a good environment that isn't all trash and empty beer bottles. Then I'd take them to the SPCA to be re-homed. But the stupid people downstairs are being retarded about it, so I'm kind of stuck on the issue. =__=;
Anyway, Orangey is pretty much settled in here and I love him to bits and pieces, and he's already made friends with all my cats (except Neko, who is feeling rather put out right now) and fits in really, really well. I want to keep him so badly. But tomorrow I guess I have no choice but to return him. Dammit.
And moral/ethical/legal dilemmas aside... I caught Juna humping Tia today. ~_~; UGH SHE'S ONLY JUST OVER FOUR MONTHS OLD. PLEASE TELL ME SHE ISN'T GOING INTO HEAT ALREADY. MUCH AS I LUFF KITTENS AND THEY ARE FLUFFY AND ADORABLE AND MAKE ME SQUEE, THE LAST THING I NEED IS AN ENTIRE LITTER OF THEM HERE.
And I can't afford to get Tia spayed right this minute either. So hopefully I misinterpreted what I saw. Or something. I guess if push comes to shove I can keep Tia in the back room until it's time to have her fixed. Though she wouldn't like it. Still, it's an option I suppose. Hmm. =/
Yesterday Orange!kitty showed back up and invited himself back into my place again. One again the neighbours said they didn't want him, and then this morning the girl came back and (again) said oh, she changed her mind. This time though I lied to her and said he'd already scooted back outside. I'm going to keep him long enough to get a few decent meals into him at least.
I'm still really worried about Orangey and his siblings. I would take them all in if they would make up their fucking minds about whether they want them or not. At least then I could make sure they'd get some good food and a good environment that isn't all trash and empty beer bottles. Then I'd take them to the SPCA to be re-homed. But the stupid people downstairs are being retarded about it, so I'm kind of stuck on the issue. =__=;
Anyway, Orangey is pretty much settled in here and I love him to bits and pieces, and he's already made friends with all my cats (except Neko, who is feeling rather put out right now) and fits in really, really well. I want to keep him so badly. But tomorrow I guess I have no choice but to return him. Dammit.
And moral/ethical/legal dilemmas aside... I caught Juna humping Tia today. ~_~; UGH SHE'S ONLY JUST OVER FOUR MONTHS OLD. PLEASE TELL ME SHE ISN'T GOING INTO HEAT ALREADY. MUCH AS I LUFF KITTENS AND THEY ARE FLUFFY AND ADORABLE AND MAKE ME SQUEE, THE LAST THING I NEED IS AN ENTIRE LITTER OF THEM HERE.
And I can't afford to get Tia spayed right this minute either. So hopefully I misinterpreted what I saw. Or something. I guess if push comes to shove I can keep Tia in the back room until it's time to have her fixed. Though she wouldn't like it. Still, it's an option I suppose. Hmm. =/