It’s been storming on and off all day, with waves of heavy rain that’s beating down the plants. The poor wild geranium is sprawling all over the patio.
Day: May 13, 2009
The Search Is On
I’ve been trawling for a cat or kitten. I swore I wouldn’t, but I can’t help myself. There was a litter posted to Freecycle this morning. I emailed the woman, to ask how old they were. Five and a half weeks. FIVE AND A HALF WEEKS! That is way too young.
I replied, trying to be as tactful as possible, telling her that they shouldn’t be separated from their mamma until they’re at least 8 weeks old, and preferably 10-12 weeks old.
Sometimes, I just want to smack people upside the head. There are six kittens in the litter, which means that six people are going to end up with cats that weren’t properly socialized by their mother and littermates. That’s a recipe for disaster, or at the very least a giant pain in the ass.
red paper boat 