This is the part I dread, when my foster kittens get adopted by people who shouldn't have them. But I have no say.
Which is one of the reasons why I don't stick around for adoption day. I mean, I've seen some kittens get adopted and when the kitten and human find each other and pick each other, it's really beautiful. YOUR kitten, that you fostered and thought loved you, the one who hides in the back of the cage and hisses and growls at everyone who passes by, suddenly runs to the front, reaches out a paw and touches someone, purring, meowing, it's beautiful. What would happen if this person wasn't in the market for a pet? What if this person didn't come today? But here they are, together at last.
Then there's last Saturday. Churchill gets adopted within seconds, he's scooped up and gone. Magellan, the sweetest boy, the pick of the litter, the one that runs out of the bathroom in the morning (if you want to sleep, you lock kittens in a room overnight. Trust me on this), sees that it's you, runs back to YOU instead of freedom, and lifts his paw for you to pick him up. I mean, seriously, how precious is THAT?
We noticed that his works were a little swollen since the surgery. They called the vet, with a photo (kitten porn!!) and the vet said the incision looks fine, he's just playing too hard with his brother. Try warm compresses and keep him calm. Ok, problem solved, his brother is adopted.
So some dingleberry adopts Magellan. But wait. She demands that he go to the vet. Good. Every new pet owner should take their newly adopted pet to their vet. I'm not sure I got them entirely dewormed, we didn't have them long enough for the 3rd treatment.
Oh no, she doesn't want to take him to HER vet, she wants the rescue group to look at him. Ok, whatever, it's free and included. I guess it's better than nothing.
Oh no, she doesn't want to take him. She wants US to take him back for the week and WE take him to the vet.
The volunteers called me to come get him and I laughed and laughed. Did she pay? Oh, well you have 2 choices. You tear up the adoption form and give her her money back and let that kitten get adopted by a sane person (which is what I would have done) or you tell her that he's HER kitten and if she wants me to take him for a week, she can pay my normal boarding and transport fee.
Right. I have no idea how that shook out. I just have this feeling that Magellan will come back bigger and older and less adoptable for rehoming. She's not a good choice, she should have never been allowed to adopt a kitten! If we didn't already have 4 of our own, I would have said, "nevermind, I'll keep him."
New kittens to arrive tonight. Tabbys, I hear. Professor Fuzzywinkle will be glad to see them. He ADORES playing with kittens (he was raised with kittens of all sizes and played with so many kits when he was just a kit) and since the 2 left, he's been chasing his spinster older sisters. And they don't appreciate his shenanigans. Ok, Mei Mei does, but she likes to pretend that she hates it, while goading him into chasing her around the house. Calia and Ceilidh threaten to cut him if he comes near them again and have been muttering about a future black and white rug if he doesn't stop.