Former Foster Catch Up

Events of 4th September 2015

I had decided long ago before returning the Weenies I'd use some time to go visit my friends. It was another reason to tag along with Katie to familiarize myself with the road I'd be taking.

My brother was put in charge of the new recruits. Amazingly unlike kittens that often need a lot of attention Ellie and Bennyboo were absolutely fine to sleep the entire day with the sun streaming through the window and barely looked up when I popped in to clean litter and change water and food bowls.

I'm not a confident driver at the best of times and prefer to stick to my routines.

This was to be the biggest trip myself or my little car had ever undertaken.

Overall I was glad I went. I got to catch up with some friends I hadn't seen in a long time or not since they'd been to visit me.

I met some of their other friends during the games night we had.

Something I always enjoy immensely is catching up with previous fosters.

I was reunited with Loki.

Loki was a kitten that was born to Zazee but then surrendered when he kept getting beaten up by the resident tom. (Now seeing Hendrix I can't convince myself that such a sooky boy would beat up a little kitten but I guess hormones could play a part).

What a handsome man-cat he's become...

Loki lucked out with a doting family and an extra big fur sibling Nelson.

One of the few pics I got of  Nelson

It took a little while but Loki eventually warmed up to the fact I was there and man is he impressive looking now.

Who's this stranger? ~ Loki

I'm watching you woman...

The greys in his coat have further deepened and I fully expect him to continue getting darker as he gets older.

He's quite adorable and they've taught him to give kisses at mealtime.

Both of his fur-parents take amazing photos, here is just one from Michelle's husband Roy.

(all photo credit to Roy Honeybun)

Another friend I tried to keep in touch with quite often was Sam.

Sam's sister Tessa had adopted Tiny.

Just as a refresher, here's Tiny when she was on foster.

I was invited around to Tessa's place to catch up with the now one year old little girl who had been my greatest success as a foster carer.

Man is she impressive now. And what was once some pathetic little ratty tail is now a beautiful feather duster.

Tiny 1 year since she was adopted...

Lookit that TAIL!!!

I know many people who often ask 'how do you give them up?'

Its not easy but its not really like by the time they've been in their forever home for a year (which is longer than they were fostered) that there would be all that slow, emotional music and running toward each other like seeing each other brought back memories.

I avoid photos like the plague but I was beyond excited whereas Millie is like (who is this?)

Tiny, now Millie, was probably simply wondering why someone was following her with a camera. She was friendly enough but there was no recognition.

Tiny's still close pals with little AJ, Tessa's daughter.

Overall it was a successful weekend and I'm glad I pushed myself out of my normal routine.