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UPDATE: Feline Express™ Driver

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All my long time readers know that Mom L , with my support of course, is now a Certified Feline Express™ Driver for Outcast Cat Help (OCH). OCH has an  agreement with Contra Costa County Animal Services as their Return to Field transfer partner. For those of you who have joined me recently you can catch up on this life saving program in the links at the bottom of this post. Paw pats for checking out those links—guaranteed to put a smile on your face, seriously.

Times change and the Return to Field (RTF) program is kicking in big time. That means Mom L needs HELP!!! (click to bigify next image)

Returning feral cats, spayed/neutered one at a time

Who ya gonna call??

Guess who stepped up?? Come on, all of you who have known me for a while recognize this CATMAN to the rescue!!

but can he keep his paws off the cats?

He has opposable thumbs! YAY!!!

And clearly just by being present with Mom L, the Feline Express­™ Driver, he MUST be good with cats. After all, I am his very special Savannah, The Princess. My Dad P totally loves me and I am now showing him how much I love him. More to come about that new development in my purrsonal progress.

I have digressed, let’s get on with Mom L’s most recent assignment. We had three kitties to Return To Field. One was a youngster, about six months old, brown tabby girl. This little girl was sooooo scared. She kept her back to the front of the Feral Den. The front of the den has a clear plexi-glass door which is why Feline Express™ Drivers always cover it with paper.

I am so scared. What is gonna become of me?

I am so scared. What is gonna become of me?

Another was about one year old, again brown tabby girl. (can you see Mom L’s reflection in the plexi glass door? So hard to not have reflection as all must be done so fast as to not cause these kitties any further stress)

Feral never meow in transport

What is happening to me!??

And the third cat was a very handsome male, Mr TomAboutTown cat, maybe three years old.

Feral mancat terrified after neuter

Please let me be free

All were returned to the same address and all were welcomed back by their caregiver. In transit, all cats have their plexi glass front door covered in paper for their privacy and need for seclusion.

Please protect community cats' need for privacy

Please protect community cats’ need for privacy

At last the beginning of the release.

"hush, hush sweet girl" You are in my care

“hush, hush sweet girl” You are in my care

And here she goes—

Next Mom L released the other tabby girl—

And last, the Tomcat. He was reluctant to leave at first.

The next try with Tomcat was so fast it challenged Mom L’s new Assistant Driver’s smart phone reactions. All they captured was this—

Community cat rescue totally rocks!! Here is hoping all of my readers will push their local rescues to adopt the Return To Field program for community cats. Let’s all “humanely manage the community cat population”.

Paw It Forward

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

PeeEss—links to previous blog posts about Return To Field and Feline Express™ Drivers

Give Life to Free Roaming Cats

Approving Feral Rescue

A Day At the Races

Official Feline Express™ Driver

A Selfie for the Future #morepurrlesshiss

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My Sunday Selfie contribution to our pals, The Kitties Blue from The Cat On My Head, blog hop is intended to be an overload of cuteness!

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Please welcome new kitties into the world. The kittens, two who posed and one who photo bombed, were born April 2nd, 2016. Momma Cat is a very young, semi feral, cat who trusts her care giver Ms Norma. She has allowed Ms Norma, our partner in maintaining my castle in appropriate cleanliness, to even pick her up, pet her and move her and her kittens about.

This selfie is of two kittens smiling and waving at their new world.

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Mom L and I had lots of fun trying out a couple of online photo edit sites. Hope you enjoy.

Color pencil

Color pencil

And then we tried out the water color filter.

Kittens in water color

Kittens in water color

Then we added  a couple of different frames.

Kittens at the beach

Kittens at the beach

We like this next one lots.

Kitten diamonds in the rough

Kitten diamonds in the rough

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

 

What’s It All About Alfie?

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I wanna share a long time friendship, virtual, but real to me. I ask all of you to tell me in comments if you believe your virtual friends are as real to you as my UK pal Alfie is to me. And yes, Alfie hit the road for The Bridge back at the end of January 2016, but I have proof pawsitive that he is hangin’ around for a bit longer.

Wanna know why I know this for a fact? Read on—

Alf and I met in June, 2012 when he and his huMom Miss Stella reached out to me and my huMom L for some help gettin’ started in Blogville. He had a sidekick, his twin sister Mollie aka Mollops to friends.

I promised Miss Stella that I would not make this celebration of Alfie’s “here on our earth” time maudlin nor sad. Alf, like Miss Stella, always loved a good joke and a ton of humor! He taught me to hang loose and be cool. And so I asked him once—”What’s it all about Alfie?” What do you think my UK pal answered me?

It's all about love and friendship

It’s all about love and friendship

What’s it all about Alfie
Is it just for the moment we live,
I believe in love, Alfie
Without true love we just exist, Alfie
Until you find the love you’ve missed
You’re nothing, Alfie…
Excerpt from “What’s It All About Alfie”
Written by  Burt Bacharach and Hal David

Straight up, Alfie found that love with Miss Stella and eventually with his woofies best pal ever, Mollie. I asked Alfie to share his rescue story with me back in 2012.

Alfie here, tooo look at mee’s you would fink I had alway’s been spoilt and led the life of luxury, well’s dat’s not the case. I use to live with a family, they wern’t very nice to me cos they picked me up, took me in the car and dumped me. Yes, just dumped me. I didn’t nose where I was. I was scared and sooo fightened. I loves to be wiff people but there was no peoples about.

I don’t nose how many day’s I spent, walkin on my own, trying to find somewhere to live, someone to give’s me some dinner. I hadn’t eaten in yonks! I eventually came across an old gal, she took me in and did give mee some food. I fought my luck had changed. She put me outside her back door and told’s me to go on my way. On mee way where’s?? I didn’t have anywhere to gooo.

The weaffer was getting real bad, rain and cold. I found a bush to cuddle up in. The rain was still heavy and I had to keep lookin for a home, someone I could luv’s and someone to luv’s me. I was now a bag of bones!! Soo weak, I smelt, I was dirty, wet, yoo’ s name it. I found my way to a little close, wiff a few houses. I jump’s wiff the little strength I had left, onto a window sill. I stared into the house. It was cosy and looked so warm. I was soaked through and shakin. Then I saw a Human comin to the window, meee heart started fluttering and a managed a small meeeow ( help ). The Human took me in, wrapped me in a blanket, gave me a drink and some corned beef. ( that’s all she had as they didn’t have pets ) She asked around if anyone new where I had come from. Someone mentioned the old gal but she didn’t want me. Human took me off to the cat doctor, I was injected, prodded , de flead and microchipped. Did this mean I had found a new home ???? Yes… and that’s how Human became HUMOM ! Now I’m fat, lazy, warm and cosy and spoilt. This isn’t a story, it’s true.

Don’t ya think Alfie found his true love in his true home?? Come on, tell me in comments so Miss Stella knows for sure that Alfie dashed to The Bridge with joy and love in his heart. Well, except for one thing.

Ahem—ummm—ya see this is where the whole question of are “virtual pals” versus “real pals” comes in. Here’s the deal. Miss Stella made this ahmazzing supercalifragilisticexpialidocious bed and blankie for Alfie. And he dashed off to The Bridge before he could even give it a test drive.

Fast forward, Mom L asked Miss Stella if we could buy Alfie’s legacy bed and his legacy blankie. Now here is the real story. It arrived, and normally I don’t give two of my favorite treats for “new” anything. But that bed and blankie, well they called to me.

That blankie has MY name on it??!!

That blankie has MY name on it??!!

And then there was the bed. You see, Alfie has only ONE WING!! He must have two to make his complete journey over The Bridge. Why would he ask for only ONE WING?

Can this be real??

Can this be real??

Unexpectedly, I could hear Alfie encouraging me to give that bed a try—

alfie calls to Savvy

I did in fact try that bed faster than any other new cat bed brought in to my forever castle—and Alfie was right there with me.

savvy chanels alf 2

And not only did I try that bed, I have never left that bed!! It is the softest, more delicious beddy ever.

At peace with Alfie

In fact, TKS waits until I leave my Alfie bed and she dashes in to take a brief turn.

Finally!! My Turn!1

Finally!! My Turn!!

It took me a couple of days before I could try out the blankie Mom L placed on my our short cat tower, but eventually I hopped right up and made myself at home.

I hope you are now wondering why, oh why, would Alfie ask for ONLY ONE WING?? Well, Alfie has a few things to settle on with his fur sib, Mollie aka Mollops, the blonde bombshell border collie who appeared out of nowhere to share his life. Alfie took her arrival in stride, except he does have just a few things square away before he accepts his second wing.

alfie and mollie forever

And Mollie just built up Alfie’s need to keep a paw present—

 

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But in the end, they are bonded for life. Mollie misses Alfie, and he waits for her at The Bridge.

Real love

Real love

Now I ask once again, can we have true friendship virtually? All I know is that I kept having to wipe Mom L’s leaky eyes as she typed and then she gently wiped my leaky eyes as I celebrate my REAL friendship with my pal Alfie. And I know for sure he is still waiting in the “wings” , pun intended, to reap his havoc with Mollie. I hope you will all join the fun when Alfie One Wing takes after Mollie. The stuff cartoons are made of!!

Enjoy a few photos to remember my pal, my love, Alfie.

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PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

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