On Tuesday we went to the flea market early in the morning with all of the kittens and puppies. We were able to give them all away, to hopefully good homes. I feel kind of bad for Miss Pogo, as she is still calling for her kittens -- but their new owners seemed to be good people. Ozzy and Buttercup took to their new people right away, and the young woman who took Sherpa seemed to be up to the task of handling a bossy tortoiseshell kitten. Up until the very end Hobbes seemed in 'danger' of being kept. But then the lady at the table beside us called her husband and begged to bring him home. She was passing him back and forth as we left between her selling partner and herself. Hobbes seemed to be accepting the situation much better than earlier when a boy tried to pick him up. He yowled and seemed to have said 'No - not this guy please!' Hopefully we will hear from the lady again of Hobbes becoming a spoiled tomcat ready to rule her household with a velvet paw...j/k All of DeeDee's puppies went to homes as well, leaving us with just one baby in the house, and she's a keeper ;)
3 comments:
Aw. You had to keep one of them, that one seems sociable enough.
Not as furry, but you can't have everything.
Hobbes was the one I would have chosen :)
I'm so glad you were able to find good homes for all.
As for the one you kept, she's definetly a keeper :).
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