Carl, adopted 19 September 2009

There are lots of abandoned cats in our compound. A German teenager named Charlotte takes care of them. She is on my school bus in the morning. Many times I come and spend time with her and the cats. Today I went to visit her and she told me everything about a cat that might be good for us to adopt, the cat was a male and 8 years old. I told my mom she had to come. His name is Carl, and he is really calm. Its very good that he is calm because he won't snatch and try to get our pet mouse. If you want to pet him, put your hand in front of his nose so that he can sniff you, then after five seconds you can pet him he needs to know who you are and he could also get used to you even more! He is technically white but he's got some brown on the top of his head and a bit on his tail. His hair is quite long, he's really fluffy. Tomorrow (on Saturday) we will go with Charlotte to the vet and maybe take him home. NEXT DAY : On the way to the vet, Carl was meowing like every five seconds really loud. At the vet we figured out that he had a ripped out claw that got infected. It really looked hurt. So the doctor put iodine on it. Carl has such a great personality that he was purring, even when the doctor was putting iodine on his paw!! When we first got him home, he meowed a lot and paced around. Now it's been about two hours, and he loves sitting in the window and looking outside at his old home in the wild. NEXT DAY: Carl's paw was bleeding when we got home from lunch today, so we had to rush him to the vet. The vet cut back his fur on the paw and put a big bandage on it. In the middle of the appointment, Carl reached his paw out to me, and I held it and he closed his eyes. The vet also gave him a big collar around his neck so he wouldn't lick his paw. He didn't like it but every time he ran under the couch it got off. We have to give him antibiotics and it's really hard. He doesn't want to swallow them. He even scratched my mommy really badly. We found a new trick now. We crushed up the pill and put it in his snacks. He doesn't like it, but when he gets really hungry he eats it. We have to take him back to the vet AGAIN this weekend. It seems like we're always at the vet.