December 31st 2011 11:20 am
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The next morning, the Mama brought breakfast out for the ferals. Only Little Socks was there, though shortly after setting down the food, the two unspayed blacks appeared. No Mama Cat, no black kittens. Both humans talked to the little cat, but she would skitter out of the way if they reached down to touch her, so they let her be.
When the humans returned from work, they fed Little Socks and the two blacks. Still no others there. Little Socks was seen exploring the property closest to the porch, following the cat trails through the grass and under the trees. At bedtime, the Mama set down some warmed soupy wet food, then watched from the window as the kitten went into the shelter. This was Thursday.
F riday saw the return of Mama Cat and the two blacks. Then, approaching warily, were Aunt Bobbie (one of the spayed adults), plus two of the spayed kittens! Little Socks greeted everyone ecstatically, rubbing repeatedly against them all. The humans felt relief that things seemed to be returning to normal. Perhaps they carried this giddiness too far, because later that evening they tried to bring Little Socks into the house.
It started out simply enough, playing with the kitten through the partially opened porch door, constantly shooing back the three curious inside cats from the doorway. Then suddenly the Papa had Little Socks in his arms and was bringing her inside. The Mama started preparing a litter box to put in the bathroom, and was getting together bowls for water and food. Papa put the kitten down, and from this point things got crazy!
Little Socks was bouncing off the walls, the furniture, under the cabinets, and finally up INTO the wall in the bathroom beside some exposed plumbing pipes (you’d have to see it – hard to explain)! The Papa grabbed her at that point, and it was decided - much to Samhain and Sleeper’s relief – that perhaps, after all, Little Socks would be better off outside. (It also went some way to explaining how she might have gotten into the abandoned building – that girl must be part mole!)
So… at last the inside girls calmed down. Fearless slowed down her customary bedtime zoomies to a trot; Sleeper quit jumping at every move or sound she heard; Samhain stopped hissing and swatting nervously at Fearless, who apparently was the only one who’d really enjoyed all the excitement, and seemed to look from one to the other of the household with a bewildered expression: “What?!” And Little Socks? She had eaten a fine dinner, had an exhilarating play period with her friends, and (yawn) was ready for bed. “Good night, all!” she called over her shoulder, and retired into the shelter.
Yay, for Little Socks! Inside or out she still has a loving home with your Mama and Papa and we are so happy to hear that :-) She sounds like a feisty one! MOL She will definitely keep you all entertained with her escapades! :-)
Oh my gosh we love the story but wow that is too bad Little Socks did not want to stay inside. I am just so happy your Pappa saw her and was then realized she needed help he is our hero in this story.
Thanks Harry and MoeMoe! As an update, Little Socks is doing fine, and so, apparently, is everyone else. All the black kitties have not come back on a permanent basis, but have been there at one mealtime or another. They all seem to at least tolerate Socks, who is happy to have their company.
Oh my Cat! Mama and Papa gave a valiant effort. Little socks will be fine in the shelter. It is so difficult to get some kitties to calm down. Pops is working with little Inky the foster and it has taken 2 months for her to let him pet her head.
Head-Bonks and Purrs to Mama and Papa fur helping out!
That is one pawsome story, and the diary gal thinks so too - congrats on your pick today!
Thanks Timmy and Newman! The pawrents were not quite sure anyway about the wisdom of bringing Little Socks inside, and she made up their minds for them! Personally, I - the Samhainator - say that this house isn't big enough for any more cats!!! MOL
OH! Oh, Samhain, Sleeper, Fearless! Oh my what a GRAND story! We LOVED it so mush! Through mommy's tears she read to us 'n we all sat so still wif mush eagerness to hear what happened to little white Socks!!~ Oh what a venturous gurly! How mush fun was she??! WOW!!
We're sorry we hasn't been 'round mush 'n WE MISSED so mush! We always know's we can enjoy a FINE 'n Pawsome story comin' from U all!~ We all shiver at the well defined 'n elegant way da story was written 'n created!!~ BRAVO, Samhain! Bravo!! Excellent writin's 'n Excellent Job gettin' da DIARY PICK today! U should get it fur ALL ur stories! Thank U fur takin' us 'way on a pawsome adventure wif Little Socks 'n Ur furmilies! We Laugh, Cried, ' 'n ofurpowerin' all our emotionz, We so enjoyed it!~ 'n We love U all, so purrlease don't efur furget it, ok??? Concats again 'n Enjoy Ur days o' FAME, Gorgeous!!~
Purrs 'n many many head nudges 'n love,
MILO 'n MALLEE too
Sam says Hi 'n Smokey Joe sends many many Angel winged Hugs o' Love!~ Cuz'n Timmy 'n Ziggy shout GOOD SHOW!!!
Thanks guys! I really appreciate your kind words. The greatest pleasure to writing a story, after the act of writing itself, is to have someone read it and like it!
Part mole that's funny. And we missed a DDP. Sorry, we love you! So glad you brought her home now she will have food, shelter and a family.
Hey Zoe, thanks for stopping by! Heck, I don't expect you guys to read every story I write - you wouldn't have time to write your own - MOL! Yeah, Little Socks is gonna be OK, I think. She seems to be fitting in pretty well.
But you know we love you stories!
That's sweet, and we appreciate it!
This was another lovely story. Little Socks sounds like a little sweetie..though maybe a bit 'bouncy'. I was jumping around a lot at first when my mom found me, too. It must be fun to meet these wandering kitties. Hope you had fun with your DDP.
Hey, Nadi! Almost time for another adventure, maybe? Don't know why I got a DDP today, too, unless it was 'cause I posted a pic of Little Socks last night. It's not a very good one since it's through the window. And Zoe wants to know whether she's male or female. The Mama says she'll try to find out today...
Congrats on your diary pick today! I'm glad the kitties are using the shelter!
We put up some other smaller shelters, too, after reading Blizzard's diary. Just in case some of those who were put off by the arrival of Little Socks preferred to use those. They're boxes with foam rubber lining them - the pawrents had some old foam pads that they hadn't thrown out. They have been sleeping in them in the day, we've seen.
congrats on your ddp.......love the story.
Concats on your diary pick today. What a great story. Little Socks sounds very feisty. It is so good that you take care of our feral friends. We do that here too.