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A couple of days ago our neighbor by the cabin called me. I freaked out when I realized who it was because they NEVER call for anything, so I thought it was an emergency. Turns out there was a baby kitten on their porch. There are NO more babies around here right now, and none of the ladies are due, and this one quite social and knew to go to humans for its needs. He asked if we could take it and get it a home and said they were going to give it food and water till I could get there. I messaged him today and asked if it was still hanging around. He said yes, that they were going to keep it because his wife was attached now. I offered to take them some food and a litter box. This is a BABY. Fully socialized, loves everyone, plays with everything, lots of head butts and purrs. Someone HAD to dump this sweet little girl and that makes me absolutely as angry as anything ever could. I am happy someone can take her in, but this NEVER should happen. I explained litter boxes (they are dog people), and food (they feed hight quality dog food so they will get the same brand for her). They are going to take her to the vet for shots and a check up. But I seriously hate the ass that just ditched this baby on a country road.
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So this weekend I was able to grab both Orange Boi and Daddy Cat and box them up and get them serviced by a professional. I even got to do cool things like listen to their hearts with a stethoscope!
Like the ladies earlier this year, they also got vaccinations and flea drops (the latter of which were a very generous donation). When I released Orange Boi he ran like lightening (or maybe ran like his nuts were nipped or something). Daddy was a bit slower to come out of the cage, but as soon as I was out of sight, he was gone. I worried, just like I did with Mommy and Tiny (Gimpy was in no danger of going anywhere), that they would be so traumatized that they would not come back. But Orange Boi showed up the very next morning for breakfast. He was a little shyer, but here and happy to be fed. Daddy took another day but I was so delighted to see him creep up to the porch to not only eat, but to visit with me. Another good thing is that they are now using the cat houses we purchased for them! I looked at several types and opted for the K&H Heated Houses that I found online. I got two of the larger ones, thinking that the cats would double up in the boxes (silly me), and I really very much like these products. They are insulated vinyl that fasten together with sturdy velcro. They take about two minutes to assemble. Inside is a fleece covered heating mat that only operates when there is a cat sitting on it, which should save electricity. These do not weigh much, so I do recommend that they be fastened down or weighted in some way if the area is not sheltered from the wind. In addition to the houses we also got a heated water dish so that I dont have to keep chopping ice out of their bowls. I need to disinfect it frequently, but I think they very much appreciate not having to drink slimey pond water. And because likes everything to be perfect, Siada even inspected the houses before I put them out for the Furrals. She was pleased! (I think she also wanted some of the limelight as the Furrals seem to be getting more than their share these days.) Because I am working from home during COVID, I spend way to much time tracking the comings and goings of the Furrals. I worry when any of the regulars (Mommy, Tiny, Daddy, Orange Boi and Gimpy) miss a meal. Even though I know the toms will wander (Daddy will poof for days at a time), it stresses me out.
This time it was Mommy that was missing for four days. She always hangs close to the house and never misses a meal, ever. She was congested for several days and wheezing a bit before vanishing so I had extra cause for concern. She finally returned and was even more raspy. This is the really hard part of this for me. She is totally feral and I cannot get my hands on her to help her when she needs it. I did offer her some vitamins, which she ate. I tried to get her to eat stinky food with an antibiotic in it and she ate most of one dose but wouldn't touch it after that. She even refused food a several times, preferring to sit on the throne (the massive wood glider) and sneeze instead. Fortunately for her (and my blood pressure), she did bounce back after a few days. She started eating with gusto and the sniffles were definitely clearing. I hope that once she gets over this bout that she can stay healthy for a good long time. This is the anniversary of the coming of Layla. She was chosen to be a playmate for Siada and I don't think either of us could ever imagine the endearing, goofball personality that our little Kraken would develop. She loves everyone and everything. She plays with the outside cats through the windows, fell in love with a skunk over the summer, and even once watched a mouse sit in her bowl eating her food in wide-eyed wonder.
You just gotta love a Layla. COVID has made me so very glad that we got the travel trailer and can at least periodically get a change of scene for us and the Kittons! I am sad that this was to be the last trip of the year, but feeling rather blessed that we had the option at all.
We already have reservations made for next year! |
AuthorSavannah Caretaker who is honored to do the job. The Merry Rosette participates in the Amazon Associates program and a small commission is earned on qualifying purchases. This revenue goes towards helping to feed the Furrals!
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