Where we say g'bye to our foster Bengals, Lucy and Simba. An couple who are a bit wiser than their previous owners are very interested in them. We will be giving full disclosure of them, about Simba 'improperly toileting' on carpets, furniture and beds when he is stressed, and when he really doesn't get his way (He did this after we refused to let him in the back lounge room where Ziggy was.) That Lucy has a heart murmur, and she has to go to the vet ever 6 months, without fail, to keep an eye on that. It's a case of when she will need medication for it, not if.
It's a bit sad, as they have become part of our home and routine. I had just gotten Simba comfortable enough to take slivers of raw tuna from my fingers. Yes, I will miss them, should they go.
Here is Lucy and Loki playing tag or Gotcha Last!.
Simba haz a box!
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