Only an Hour

I had plans to go to a concert Monday night, but I figured if I packed a dinner I could still fit in an hour at the shelter. I rushed to the shelter straight from work as usual, and thanks to the train schedule being off, I grabbed an earlier one than usual.

Ethan enjoying some lap time.

Even with the extra few minutes, my hour+ flew by. I cleaned up the back room, and while I rushed I kept getting distracted by all of the wonderful cats in that room. The shelter was lacking in volunteers for once, so I know, not the best day to leave an hour early, but nevertheless I'm glad I made the decision to come in for at least that hour. The shelter was not lacking in potential cat adopters, however. I watched nervously as group after group noted what sweet cats Ethan and Joel were. I did a good job keeping my mouth shut, until the very end when I did let out to one couple that I'm considering adopting them. I did have Joel curled up in my arms during this particular moment.

Twice now, I've noticed Ethan's eye has been bothering him. It clears up during my shift, but I've learned that watering eyes is a sign of stress in cats. No matter how happy he seems at Feline Rescue, he is still stressed, and will hopefully soon have a home, whether that's mine or another trustworthy person.

Wyatt, the cat who was dropped off.

Some exciting news is that Wyatt- the large, playful cat who was dropped off at the front door about a month ago was adopted! And so was Bon Bon, an older, but very friendly girl.

I did manage to fit in some playtime with the cats:

Ice, Joel, and a glimpse of Ethan

Ethan, Ice and Joel