and I noticed the little blue boy we paid to have neutered was not there. When I asked about him, they said he was at the vet's office for adoption. My vet keeps a cage there with a cat from the shelter, to increase their exposure.
I went up to visit him. He's a real lover; stick you fingers in the cage, and he wants to rub on them. Pick him up, and he wants to snuggle. I was holding him and petting him, when another guy came out of the office and also petted him, and then another guy stopped to comment on what a great cat he was (they had both already scritched him before taking care of their vet business). We stood there, all three paying attention to him, and one of the other guys told the receptionist she should get a picture of us three mature guys all loving up on a cat.
I went up to visit him. He's a real lover; stick you fingers in the cage, and he wants to rub on them. Pick him up, and he wants to snuggle. I was holding him and petting him, when another guy came out of the office and also petted him, and then another guy stopped to comment on what a great cat he was (they had both already scritched him before taking care of their vet business). We stood there, all three paying attention to him, and one of the other guys told the receptionist she should get a picture of us three mature guys all loving up on a cat.