Bachelor of the Week: Midnight Saturn!

You guys!

Perhaps you’ve noticed thatI haven’t been around much recently. I’m not saying why, I’m just saying that I’ve noticed, too. But I’m here now to continue a trend in inter-galactic cats. Today, I bring you Midnight Saturn!

Midnight Saturn3

There is more here than meets the eye.

Now, looking carefully at that photo, you may think that he is, in fact, made entirely of dark matter. This is not the case, for, if you look closely you can see some stardust in his ears and some wonderful green star birthing grounds right there in the middle.

Midnight Saturn left his galaxy when his guardian passed away into another existence. While there, he’d been co-mingling with twenty-two other galaxies (cats) and didn’t get a lot of personal attention. He prefers his petting and loving to happen when you’re on the same level such as when you’re both on the floor, or both at eye-level, or both somewhere in the third ring of Saturn.

He does well with other cats. In fact, he has one that he crashed into recently and they seem to have melded into an irregular galaxy pattern.

Roma and Midnight Saturn - the new thing in galaxies

Roma and Midnight Saturn – the new thing in galaxies

There aren’t any particular special health needs about this boy except that he’s black, which makes him harder to adopt, and that he also was already adopted and returned because he didn’t like to get inside his carrier for trips to the vet. I won’t even touch that one, but I’m sure a few readers may have some comments about that reason for surrender.

If you’d like to meet Midnight Saturn and bring him into your world, contact Save A Pet IL today. Hurry!  Before he drifts away to distant reaches of the universe! (Also, Roma could use a solid home, too.)

The two galaxies meld further into one.

The two galaxies meld further into one.

All dressed up .... and waiting for YOU.

All dressed up …. and waiting for YOU.

Love,

Crepes.

Bachelor of the Week: Paesan!

Oh, you guys. Look at this.

LOOK.

LOOK.

This is Paesan and he has a face that makes you go “awww.” Am I right? He also has FIV. And, um, stomatitis. And asthma. Oh, and beautiful orange fur! Wouldn’t you love to pet his wonderful, luscious coat? I’ll bet you would! You could even stroke it as you held his tiny little asthma mask to his face. He’s so high tech.

Paesan doesn’t mind other kitties and stays out of their way. He loves to make faces at you, with or without his asthma mask on, and enjoys being petted, but not TOO much. That last part is key. Also, I’ve heard tell he loves to eat stew. I’m not sure where I heard that, but I’m sure it’s true.

Anyway, as I describe him to you, I get the feeling myself that he’s quite an enigma, really. So many likes, so many dislikes, so many special needs. Do you want to be the one to figure this little guy out? Are you afraid that he’s going to break your heart or, perhaps, your pocket book?

Never fear on the first one; if he commits to you, it’s for life. And as far as the funds go for managing his health care, Save A Pet IL is willing to allow him as a permanent foster and will cover medical bills for his stomatitis and asthma. So, problem solved!

If you’d like to meet him, contact Save A Pet IL to get more information on this radiant fellow.

And in case you weren’t already convinced by the first photo:

Paesan for President.

Paesan for President.

"The cafeteria is out of stew again? Nuts." - Paesan.

“The cafeteria is out of stew again? Nuts.” – Paesan.

"Oh, are you interested in ME? Let's have stew and chat." - Paesan.

“Oh, are you interested in ME? Let’s have stew and chat.” – Paesan.

Photos provided by Save a Pet IL.

Love,

Crepes.

Photos of Crepes and Frosty Claws

My title may have made you think that there was a chance of seeing photographs of me with the mystical frosty paws. Such is not the case. They are, in fact, two separate items. First, let me regale you with some brand new photos of me! Prepare yourself for greatness. This one, I call:

Relief of the Stump

in which I scratch my itch with my stump...and like it.

in which I scratch my itch with my stump…and like it.

And this one I call:

The Unbearable Lightness of Being Crepes

It's hard to be me.

It’s hard to be me.

And now for the FROSTY CLAWS part.

My friends over at Feral Fixers in Lombard, IL, a group that does great things for taking care of the feral cat population and finding homes for all those little kittens, is having a party! They’re going to have lots of great stuff and would like to cordially invite all of you to attend. Here’s the info!

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Crepes.

Bachelor of the Week: Gomez! – ADOPTED!

Today, dear readers, I bring you a man of mystery, a man of darkness, and man of playful FIV positivity!

Gomez, man of lots of things you'll have to discover on your own.

Gomez, man of lots of things you’ll have to discover on your own because he’s too mysterious to tell me.

World, meet Gomez. This two year old package of awesome is an active fellow. He loves to run, jump, and play. What I’m saying is that he’d rather act out the Addams Family with you than watch it on TV, know what I mean?

Gomez loves people, romantic runs around your dining room table, and being stared at adoringly. He’s a bit of a rough player, so he’s not really into a home with young children, but older kids are just fine. He gets along ok with other kitties, but he can be a bit of a rough player, so sensitive souls aren’t recommended. He would also do well as an only cat. The possibilities are just endless with Gomez!

If you didn’t catch my drift earlier, Gomez is FIV positive, but he’s not too concerned about it and, as we people are learning more and more, you don’t need to be either. With regular veterinary check ups and a healthy diet, Gomez will lead a long, happy life, just like other kitties.

If you’d like to meet Gomez, check out his page at Cat Guardians in Lombard, IL today!

Like a shadow, but with a string.

Like a shadow, but with a string.

This is Gomez's tummy. Just in case you needed further enticement.

This is Gomez’s tummy. Just in case you needed further enticement. You know you want to touch it.

 

Love,

Crepes.