Since about 4am this morning, Bobby has been pacing non-stop. Bobby sleeps with us every night, and husband says he thinks Bobby couldn't get up (maybe due to his arthritis) to urinate, and he wet himself. That must have got him very upset. By the time I was awakened by all the commotion, Bobby was just turning around in circles, moving non-stop.
We tried holding him and cuddling him, but he wouldn't stop. He just walked round and round at a fast pace. It was quite worrying.
He went onto the bed, down on the floor, all around the room, into the bathroom, out of the bathroom, and when we held him, he struggled free, and went round and round continuously.
So, finally, I thought I should go downstairs so that he would follow me. Maybe the change of venue would stop him from pacing.
I came downstairs, Bobby followed and he finally stopped pacing.
I made him his usual breakfast, but he did not eat (which is a daily affair, because he needs a cat or the Blueys to test his food first).
Bobby...his pacing finally stopped and he settled down in the kitchen.
The Blueys were really worried too...
What's wrong with Uncle Bobby?
Of course they went for Uncle Bobby's food, as usual.
And, outside, in the porch...
Indy is still at his new sentry post.
He's the offiicial guardian of the books...make no mistake about that! It's a very heavy responsibility.
Since he seemed to like his new place so much, I didn't even dare change anything by putting a towel on the books for him. He's happy this way...let's keep it that way.
Indy came into the kitchen to have his breakfast. This morning, he was given his favourite - raw liver. Can't give that too often, though, so it's a special treat for the new "Head of Security" today.
And finally, Bobby has settled down...
That's Baloo with Uncle Bobby.
Bagheera has other plans.
I wanna play!
The two have actually been climbing non-stop in the room during their waking hours. They just love to climb!
Well, they are going to get a cat-tree and a cat-castle in their new office-home, so they should have a blast!
I'd sure miss the Blueys after they are adopted, but it's for the best. I cannot adopt every kitten that I foster.
For me, the most difficult task is rehoming. If I'm fortunate enough to get a good adopter who will provide his/her best for the animals with all sincerity, I think it is truly a gift that no money can buy.
Yesterday, I texted Mr Teh to thank him for getting everything ready for the Blueys at their new office-home. He replied: We're supposed to thank you because you believe in our sincerity. I'm sure both of the kittens will cheer up our office environment (cat therapy). They will be our family members because we spend longer time in the office than in our own house. Thanks again.
I say a silent prayer of thanks to the Universe for making this possible for the Blueys.
Thank you!
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