Cat Vows To Wear Chicken Hat* – Meet Leonardo Pescatore #ChickenHatProtest

You Guys,

Pinkle here. Today, I’m interviewing Mr. Leonard Pescatore. From what I understand, he has been in the shelter system for almost two years and therefore, he’s vowed to wear a chicken hat* until he finds a home. Let’s see what he has to say.

Mr. Pescatore during day 1 of his quiet protest

Pinkle: Welcome, Leonardo.

Leonardo: Thank you, Pinkle. It’s good to be here.

P: Tell me, Leo. What’s this protest you are staging today?

L: Well, it’s about finding a home. Tree House is great, but I’m searching for more permanent floors to sit on.

P: I prefer putting my ass on tables but I can understand your desire for your own floor. Continue.

L: I’ve been told I’m mildly less desirable to adopt.

P: Ah, it’s your face.

L: What’s wrong with my face?

P: Oh. No. It’s not your face. Sorry. Go on.

L: Well, I have what they call The FeLV, and I also have what they tell me is The FIV. My eye is a little runny, and I’m not big on too much touch, tho I am happy to sit beside you and get a good back scratch. And now, thanks to you, I also have some serious concerns about my face.

P: Your face is lovely. Very weathered. Like Clint Eastwood.

L: …

The face.

P: And where does the chicken hat come in?

L: I just needed a shtick.

P: And the asterisk? There’s an asterisk in your press release that says ” *for limited amounts of time and only at his own discretion.”

L: I can’t just wear the hat all the time. That would be ridiculous.

P: Isn’t that the point of a protest, tho?

L: What?

P: …nevermind. Anyway folks, Leonardo is searching. Find him in Colony 10 at Tree House Humane Society in Chicago. They’re doing great, cutting edge things for FeLV-positive cats, including some new guidelines on what kind of households can adopt them, so if you’re interested in meeting Leo, hurry over!

L: Yeah, hurry. I’m sick of wearing this chicken hat.

P: You’re not even wearing it.

L: Wasn’t once enough suffering?

P: You’ll be remembered by history.

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PS Don’t forget Alana works at Tree House now, so she’s in the know! If you guys have any questions for her, comment below!

Bachelor of the Week: Mr. Grey Fluffy Pants!

World,

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Today, I give you my Valentine’s Day bachelor. I chose him because, quite frankly, he looks like Louie and I dream about cats that look like Louie being adopted by someone other than MomFOD (She still hasn’t answered for her LIES.)
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Eh hem.
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Let me introduce you today to a man with a full name and a full neck mane. Please meet Mr. Grey Fluffy Pants. ::applause::

The one, the only: Mr. GFP

The one, the only: Mr. GFP

Mr. Pants was originally a member of a Tabby’s Place feral cat colony. He was content living outside, but suddenly the colony caretaker noticed that something nefarious was afoot. Quite literally. Mr. Pants’ foot became highly inflamed and infected with a bunch of n’er-do-well bacteria.
The TP Team decreed that Mr. Pants’ affliction was likely due to a condition called “Pododermatitis.” (Say it out loud. You know you want to.)
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It would appear that Pododermatitis (say it again. I’ll wait.) is an auto-immune disease that causes the pads of a cat’s paw to become sensitive and swollen. His little tender beans could not stand to live outside any longer, so Tabby’s Place brought him in! And, luckily for Mr. Pants and all involved, he loved people! And, so far, his tiny toesies haven’t puffed up again.
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Mr. Pants is a happy-go-lucky nebelung kitty with gigantic charms and a wee case of FIV. He’s open to talking about it, in case you have questions, but he doesn’t think it’s a big deal.
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If you’d like to meet Mr. Grey Fluffy Pants, contact Tabby’s Place in Ringoes, New Jersey today! Hurry! Mr. Pants is looking for someone to hug.
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For more info on Mr. Grey Fluffy Pants, click here. 
To sponsor him, click here. 

Secure enough in his masculinity to wear pink.

Secure enough in his masculinity to wear pink.

Rub it. You know you want to.

Rub it. You know you want to.

Love,
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Crepes. 

PS. Happy Valentine’s Day!

Bachelor of the Week: Taco!

World, meet Taco Cat.

Taco Cat: looking to the future

Taco Cat: looking to the future

While in name, Taco Cat is the same forwards as he is backwards, in deed, however, Taco is only looking to the future and never back at his past.

Abandoned on the front steps of Tree House in Chicago in 2007, Taco was adopted within a year. After five years in a home, his adopter returned Taco because he was unable to care for him any longer. And so, filled with hope and a bit of salsa, Taco is once again looking for his newest side dish. Can you be the beans and rice to his delicious, loving self? As a note, Taco has FIV, but he’s not too concerned about it. Cats with FIV can live long, healthy, happy lives and Taco is on a mission to prove it.

As for us here, if you remember earlier this week, I talked about my friend Cotton coming to the end of his 13 year battle with FeLV. MomFOD and I decided to sponsor Taco for three months in Cotton’s honor so that he might get a little extra attention. MomFOD paid and I pressed the “send” button on his sponsorship fees. And speaking of cash, remember that Tree House waives all adoption fees on FIV kitties and offers a health package for life. You can visit their website for details.

If you’re looking to add a new member to your family, we recommend Taco. He’s a little spicy and goes great with avocado. And you.

"Is that habanero? No , thanks. I'm perfect as I am." - Taco

“Is that habanero? No, thanks. I’m perfect as I am.” – Taco

Wondering not about where he was, but about where he will be when you realize how awesome he is.

Wondering not about where he was, but about where he will be when you realize how awesome he is.

Love,

Crepes.