The two brothers that I have been fostering since they were 48 hrs old have figured out how to climb out of the gated pen; they found their way into my bed for snuggles. It's going to be hard saying goodbye
(especially to Milo) next week when they leave my care and go up for adoption. Milo was the runt, and every morning the first few days I held my breath when I'd fetch him from the crate for bottle feeding
since he was so tiny and ill. But after day 5 I knew he was going to make it; that he wasn't going to die. He gives me kisses/headbutts everytime I snuggle with him.
If I didn't already have 2 cats, I'd adopt him myself. Anyone in the area that wants a loving furbaby contact Furkids, let them know
you know me, and want to adopt him (and maybe his brother Marley) when they're ready for their forever home
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Note, I don't call them by those names, it's only on paper for the organisations medical records, so you get to provide them their names of your liking.
Note, I don't call them by those names, it's only on paper for the organisations medical records, so you get to provide them their names of your liking.
Lemongrass
says
awww 
I was informed that the brothers will remain in my care, I just have to bring them to the centre on Fridays so they can partake in adoption weekends at Petsmart and PetCo.
I will likely volunteer my time to help find suitable homes since I know more about them than the other adoption workers and volunteers. They go in 14 June
for their first round of shots. I've already administered their dewormer, so they're set in that respect.