A cat has absolute emotional honesty: human beings, for one reason or another, may hide their feelings, but a cat does not.
The kitty that showed up at our back door a few weeks ago went home with her new parents this morning. I know she is going to a good home, but it is still bittersweet. Even though I was resisting it, I had become attached to her.
We knew she needed to be fixed whether or not she stayed with us, so she was spayed Friday morning. She also had her shots and was checked for worms. The vet bill was over $200, but it was worth it to know she is healthy and won’t be reproducing.
Although our prospects of finding her an adoptive family seemed pretty slim, one of Honey’s coworkers managed to connect us with a lady who was looking for an indoor cat. A few phone calls later, Lily had a new home.
As she purred loudly this morning, I planted a big kiss on the top of her head and told her I hope she has a good life.
Bye, Lily. I love you.
A gorgeous young cat showed up at our back patio door weekend-before-last while snow and sleet was coming down. We figure she was either dropped or lost, so we brought her into the garage to keep her warm. She is the sweetest thing, and she just loves attention. I take her outside during the day, and she follows me around the yard like a puppy. I wish we could keep her, but we already have three cats indoors. We are trying to find her a good home where she can stay inside most of the time.
The feral cat that we have been feeding has five of the most precious fur babies hiding under our neighbor’s outdoor wheelchair ramp. Neighbor’s son is planning on taking them to the local animal shelter, and although it pains me to think of what could happen to them there, I realize that sometimes a suitable solution isn’t possible.
We had originally planned to catch and release the pregnant mother at the home of Honey’s parents, but quickly realized we had waited too long when we arrived home from a trip and saw her slimmer physique. She kept the little ones in a nearby wooded area for a few weeks before moving them under the ramp.
Although Mommy Cat is quite fearful of humans, the kittens are much more sociable. I’ve held a couple of them and can see how easy it would be to tame them… and to fall in love. We already have three indoor cats, so keeping them is simply not an option.
We took pictures and posted a plea on Facebook, but no one seems to want a fluffy friend. Honey suggested putting up a flyer, but the kittens are becoming wilder by the day and will soon be unable to capture or tame.
I wish we could provide every needy animal with a loving home, but it just isn’t possible. What we can do is make sure that we get Mommy Cat fixed so that we aren’t placed in this situation again.
There is a female stray cat outside that I’ve been feeding for several months. She is quite pretty – black with big green eyes. Her downfall is that she has never been fixed and is constantly getting pregnant. She had kittens last fall, but we didn’t see them until they were almost weaned. Only one survived and we fed him regularly until he disappeared a few weeks ago.
Momma Cat got pregnant a couple of months ago and had her kittens in an undisclosed location. A few of the neighbors reported seeing kittens following her around, but we never saw any of them. It would seem that these kittens suffered the same fate as the previous litter.
This evening, I looked out the back door to see her mating with a strange male cat in the neighbor’s yard. I know she needs to be fixed, but we would have to trap her in order to take her to the vet, and to be honest, I don’t want to spend that kind of money on a cat that I really don’t want in the first place.
The three cats that we have inside are enough to deal with. There is constantly something to do – like cleaning up cat vomit, scooping litter boxes, vacuuming up clumps of fur, and trying to keep them from doing things they aren’t supposed to be doing. It’s also expensive to have three pets, when one considers the costs of veterinarian visits, flea and tick medication, litter, and quality pet food.
The outside cat uses the bathroom in the yard and the gravel driveway (which means that we are constantly having to evade piles of smelly poop), she kills songbirds and leaves their half-eaten carcasses lying around the back patio, and she scares off our usual backyard inhabitants. We know she is to blame for this being the first year that bluebirds didn’t nest in the house we provide for them.
Our vet has also warned us about the dangers of having outdoor cats in close proximity to our exclusively-indoor cats. He said that not only could fleas and ticks pass through the cracks around the back door, but that my indoor cats could actually catch deadly diseases from the cats outside.
So, now, I don’t know what to do. I know if we trap her and take her in for spaying that we will still have to care for her when she returns. I know if we take her to the animal shelter that her days will be numbered. I know that three indoor cats is more than enough and I don’t want an outdoor pet. I know that I have absolutely no idea what to do at this point.
Debt – As of yesterday, I am officially free of credit card debt! I had over $6000 of charges racked up this time last year, so the relief I feel is exquisite.
Cats – I cannot stand having pets in the house. Don’t get me wrong… I love my cats, but life has become a constant cycle of lint rollers, cleaning up cat vomit, and scooping litter boxes. I’m beginning to think that it’s really not worth all the effort.
The Strangers – This was one of the most suspenseful, terrifying movies that I’ve ever seen. I screamed so loud that we were afraid the neighbors might call the police.
Neighbor – Our 90-year-old neighbor took an ambulance ride to the emergency room last night because she was feeling really bad. Turns out the bottom number of her blood pressure was only eighteen! This resulted in her temporarily losing her vision, but after a full checkup and some fluids, she was able to return home around 1 o’clock this morning.
Wal-Mart Sucks – I know I shop at WM way too much, but what other alternatives do I have in this pathetic town? Anystore, I found a bed-in-a-bag set that I really liked and bought it last night. Today, after washing the sheets twice with fabric softener to get them nice and comfy, I discovered that a Wal-Mart “queen” must be a completely different size than anywhere else. The sheets wouldn’t even begin to fit on our bed.
We started feeding a stray cat that came up this past summer, and it wasn’t long before we noticed she was getting rather fat and decided that she must be pregnant. Sure enough, several weeks ago she had a litter of kittens, and although we didn’t know where they were or how many, but we could tell she was nursing. Finally, our neighbor discovered them under the wheelchair ramp at the front of her house, so we peeked under and saw several gorgeous balls of fur. Unfortunately, they were completely feral and scared to death of humans.
Fast forward several weeks and only one kitten is still around. We have no idea what happened to the rest of them, but he and his mother frequent our back patio to take advantage of the food and water. It is impossible to touch them, but I am gaining their trust on a daily basis. Surprisingly, the kitten is the most trusting of the two, and he almost turns cartwheels trying to get to the food bowl when he hears kibble pouring in.
It’s rather cute to see them together, because he is the spitting image of his mom – only smaller. Both are pitch black, which seems just perfect for the season. Imagine how festive it would be if I could train them to sit motionless on the front stoop beside the big yellow mum and jack-o-lantern…