Kink

Today, I went to socialize cats at the Wisconsin Humane Society again.  Calvin and Hobbes were a bit tired and Hobbes’ fur was a dark gray instead of white today.  I socialized a lot of kittens.  Kink was the smallest of them all.  She was really afraid of people but loved attacking balls with bells in them.  In the socialization log, nobody else had been able to get anything other than fear out of her before I went in today.  I felt like a cat whisperer.

Treats

Treats was also new to the Royal Cat Hotel.  She was hiding in her drawer when I came in, but came out after a little while and started to explore the suite.  Whenever there was a noise, she would run back to my lap.  She was shedding all over me.

Pop

Pop was sleeping on top of his cat tree when I came in.  The other cat that was in the suite with him had been adopted.  He allowed me to pick him up and I brought him to a chair outside of the suite.  Pop was the first cat I’ve ever let out of a suite that didn’t run around.  He snuggled on my lap and did not leave it until it was 5:00 when the Humane Society was closing.

Calvin

Hobbs

When I first started being a volunteer cat socializer at the Wisconsin Humane Society, my two favorite cats were Calvin and Hobbs (their pictures show them a lot younger and smaller than they are).  I continued to go into their suite in the Royal Cat Hotel and visit them every week until they were adopted.  I was happy that they were able to go to a new home, but at the same time, sad that I would no longer be able to visit them.

Yesterday, I saw them in the Cat Nap.  Calvin was exactly the same as I remembered him, but Hobbs’ fur had turned white from his neck down.  After reading the log, I learned that everyone was sad that the adoption was not successful.  Hobbs climbed on my lap as soon as I sat down in the suite, just like he used to.  Calvin stayed up on his perch like normal and both liked to be petted.

I let them out of the suite for a while.  Calvin ran around the room, liking the newly found space very much.  Hobbs lay down on the ground and wanted more petting.

Overall, I’m sad that the adoption fell through, but happy that they are back where I can visit them.  If my mother wasn’t alergic to cats, I’d adopt them immediately.