"New" tables for the cage room

Recently these two 22-year old Steelcase tables found their way to us (versus being turned into metal bits). They weigh a ton, which is why they survived to be 22 years old. Mark helped me take them up to the second floor and reassemble them on Sunday morning.



Instead of two plastic folding tables, one on each side of the room, we have room for four cages all along one side. This opens up the room quite a bit. If we need more cages, we can always reinstall a folding table.

The folding tables will go downstairs and replace the dining room table that is on the first floor. We'll sell that at a spring garage sale or give it away. Anyone need an indestructible dark-wood kitchen/dining room table with a removable leaf?

I gave up on the refrigerator. I seldom use it, and it is just one more thing to clean (and clean around). I'll use the refrigerator in the house for Clavamox and kitten formula. I hauled that downstairs and Mark has staked a claim on the cart that previously bore it. That's just as well, because the shy cats always hid beneath it and it was so difficult to get them out.

So here is the new and improved cage room:




It's looking a little sterile. I think a cat tree with sleeping levels on that back wall where the white desk-like thing is would be a good addition. When the cage cats are at liberty they would have something besides just the tops of the cages and the chair to lie on.

Improvement? This was what it looked like two Christmases ago when we were still using sawhorses and the walls had not been painted by friends.



With Ebu adopted there are only five cats in this room (jubilation!). There are six cats total in the three cat runs, and seven cats in the cat room. Eighteen cats, total. Wow, we having fewer than 20 cats! It's been a long time coming.

Dr. Shakespeare will be coming out in two weeks to give the entire clan a once-over and vaccinations. This is always an adventure, because some of the long-termers are not amenable to being picked up. This is where that high-tech cat restraint device -- the towel -- comes in handy. That, and a lot of patience.