I met his royal orangeness! Britta took me with her to visit him in the
quarantine station just south of Purrth, where he's staying for another
2 weeks yet.

He is of course very handsome, and his coat is a very unusual pretty
colour. For those who haven't seen his photos, he's a very pale orange
colour, like peaches with cream on. I don't think his online pictures
really do his unusual colouring justice. He's a sweet friendly little
fellow who loves to cuddle and purr.

The quarantine "cells" are quite small in floor area, but very tall,
with kitty sized zigzag ramps leading up to a high sheltered platform
which stands up above the building's main roof level. Someone who knows
and loves kitties really put some thought into the design. We wandered
along the row of enclosures saying hi to the other inmates, and I think
at least half were up on the high platforms. Unfortunately poor Vino
doesn't seem quite sure what to do with a ramp, so he's missing out
rather. Britta even tried standing on a chair to put him up on the
platform, but he still wouldn't use the ramp to get himself down. Poor
confused puss.

I got to play footsie under the door with several of the other cats in
stir. I have a real crush on a little white shorthair named, er...
Sausage. Can't figure that one out, but it didn't seem to worry her! She
was so gentle with her paws that I had to check if she'd been declawed.
Thankfully not - she had a beautiful complete set of nails there, she
just didn't use them at all while she was playing with me. I was so
tempted to smuggle her out in my backpack!

(sorry for lack of posts lately - my modem went on the blink for a bit)