Bachelorette of the Week: Princess Phoebe Butters! ADOPTED

Update: ADOPTED!!! Within one day of posting. Was it me? Who knows, but hurray!

 

World, today I have for you a bachelorette whose name deserves to be screamed from the rafters of a Medieval dinner party in the spring. Please welcome:

Princess Phoebe Butters!!!!!!

All Hail Princess Phoebe Butters!

All Hail Princess Phoebe Butters!

Now, Tree House describes her as “the prettiest kitty in all the land.” I’ll amend that to “the prettiest kitty in all the land who is no longer adoptable from Tree House and has all four of her legs.”

Princess Butters bestowed her presence upon the House of Trees in December of 2015 when she demanded to be removed from her outdoor circumstances. It would seems that she had once been princess of another land but was overthrown from her kingdom due to some nonsensical reasons that no one could possibly fathom. Apparently, her previous captors tried to contain her power by having her claws removed. HISS! Although she no longer has her beautiful claws, she still loves human companionship and is most interested in one on one play sessions. She would do best in a kingdom all of her own, or possibly with another co-princess of a similar disposition. Although it’s not very royal to mention, Princess Phoebe Butters may have a touch of the IBD. This has yet to be confirmed.

If you need a Princess to rule your heart, seek no further! Princess Phoebe Butters awaits! All hail Princess Butters! Long live the Butters!

Awaiting her new court at The House of Tree.

Awaiting her new court at The House of Tree.

 

Love,

Crepes.

Bachelor of the Week: Yellow Tail

World, Meet Yellow Tail.

Yellow Tail posing.

Yellow Tail posing.

This handsome bachelor came from some rough circumstances under a dumpster at a restaurant. He maintains that he was trying to order some sushi for dinner but it started raining and he needed a dry spot to wait for his rolls. We’ll let him have that story.
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Yellow Tail loves to snuggle with adults (sorry, kids), long walks on your carpeted hallways, and intimate sashimi dinners, hold the rice. He’s also really into photography, but of a more internal kind. In fact, he has an entire series of portraits via ultrasound of his heart that he’s just waiting for a room of his own to frame and hang. He plans to continue his hobby in his new home, so adopters should be aware that he’ll need occasional rides to his doctor for his ultrasonic modeling sessions. You see, Yellow Tail’s heart has a few parts that are just a bit bigger than others, which requires a doctor’s monitoring but also allows for some really artistic photographic angles. Truly stunning.
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Yellow Tail wouldn’t mind another cat in the house but very likely he’d prefer to be your one and only. He’ll chat with you all night long and it only requires that you snap your fingers and say “Yellow Tail,” and he will appear like the miracle that he is.
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If you would like to meet Yellow Tail, contact Tree House Humane Society today! Hurry. He’s got sushi rolls to serve you and that stuff doesn’t keep.
"Hurry. These spicy tuna rolls won't keep long." - Yellow Tail

“Hurry. My spicy tuna rolls are wilting.” – Yellow Tail

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Love,
Crepes.

 

Confession Friday: What the Hell Is This? Part 2.

Dear Readers,

I appreciated all of the support I received last week when I talked about the mysterious adoption note I found regarding one Pinckle Grelyak. (Alias: Martha Sassy Sprinkle Sorbet.)

I have found more. Brace yourselves for this news:

The Evidence

The Evidence

There it is. In Yellow and White. The definitive evidence of “Adoption Contracts” that one Louie Sorbet and one Martha Sorbet (Alias: Pinckle) have been adopted. I find it odd that their adoption dates are different. I find it further odd that they’re from 2014!

My face right now:

My face. Right now.

My face. Right now.

I have to go lie down.

 

Love,

 

Crepes.

Confession Friday: What The Hell Is This?

I’ve decided to bring back confession Friday, not because I need to confess something, but because I believe a certain pair of FODs needs to confess IMMEDIATELY.

You may have heard last year that a certain pair of gray cats was in foster with our family. Here they are, in case you forgot:

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Louie, the tiny one

 

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Martha, now known as Sprinkle or “Pinckle”

Remember them? Here’s what they look like now:

Louie and sprinkle

Look at that ridiculous smile.

And do you know WHY he’s smiling? DO YOU? I’ll show you:

note from tree house adoption

WUT.

What do you mean “thank you for adopting Martha OVER A YEAR AGO? And what about Louie? Why isn’t he included in this note, Hmm? This explains why they’re still here!

I think MomFOD has some serious explaining to do. Go on, MomFOD. CONFESS.

Love,

Crepes.

 

PS. Have you considered fostering? It’s fun! And rewarding.  And the season is coming up!