"My grandma kitty brought my furmom and her sibs to eat at Lady Dolly's house and my fur mom was the only one Lady Dolly's Mom couldn't trap & get to a shelter. She brought me & my sibs back the next year and the humans were finally able to trap us."
Likes: My new Mom brushes me and it feels almost like when I was with my fur mom. It makes me purr and roll around happily! All the big humans here pet me, hold me, and want to make me feel at home.
Favorite Toy: My white mousie and the feather wand toy.
Favorite Food: Whatever's in Mike & Evie's dishes. It's the thrill of getting away with it!
Skills: I am learning all about living in a house with humans. I’m a fast learner, I mastered the litter box the very first day and despite being 10 weeks old and semi-feral I turned on my purr motor within 10 minutes of the first time my new Mom touched me.
Arrival Story: My fur brother Mike's kitty wife Lady Dolly lives in Washington State, where her Mom fed my fur Grandma and her kittens in the summer of 2012 and managed to get all of them to a shelter except for the one who ended up becoming my fur mom. On October 12, 2013 my fur mom brought the second generation, me and my two siblings, to stay under the hot tub at Lady Dolly’s house too. Lady Dolly’s Mom fed us all and wanted very badly to catch us before her family went to Arizona for the winter, but we were all very wild. Finally with the help of a nice rescue lady they got my two siblings on Nov. 26th, while I stepped into the trap two days later on Thanksgiving. My new Mom came down the next day to pick me up and drive me all the way back to Canada. That makes me an international traveler! On my very first night in my new home, my fur Mom was trapped also.
Bio: Wow! ♥ The Cat's Den Denmaster of the Month July 2014 ♥ ~ ♦ Cat of the Day - April 26, 2014 ♦ Diary of the Day - December 22, 2013 ♦ Daily Diary Pick Dec 26 & 28, 2013; Jan 16, Mar 16, May 3 & 14, July 20 & 26, Sept 16, 2014
Lives Remaining: 9 of 9
Forums Motto: Formerly Feral Feline
My Favourite Cat Channel Moments: ♦ Dame of the Realm - March 12, 2014. Thank you King Tucker! ♥ Cat of the Day - Dec 2, 2013, my second day on the site - My badge is dedicated to Q. Lady Dolly's Mom and rescue lady Kelly from MEOW Cat Rescue in Kirkland, WA. Also COTD on Dec 7, 2014 ♥
Well that lazy Mikey slept ALL Christmas morning! Evie & I helped with the unwrapping of presents and we got first dibs at the catnip stuff. And was there ever catnip stuff! We got a mousey with a velcro bottom (blush) and you stuff him with your own 'nip! We got a weird bird in an egg toy that chirps if you whack it. So what did I do but right away start pulling the coloured feathers out and trying to eat them. Mom was not impressed by that. And I tried to give the mousey a bath because he had catnip all over him!
Evie & I played in the paper and it was fun, even without Mikey to come stick up for me. Evie whomped me once but it wasn't so bad. Now Mikey is up and he's enjoying the stuff, too. We got a mat that Friday's Mom makes, it has 'nip INSIDE it and Evie & Mikey & I were rolling all over that. I like this Christmas business!
Big Sis Becky came back last night but I still went under the bed when I first heard her at the door and didn't come back out till I heard the door close behind her. Big Bro Joe came, too. The humans sounded like they were having fun, but I was still suspicious. I'm braver than I used to be, though. LAST year even after strangers left, it took me about half an hour before I'd come back out to sniff around. Evie says "that's fine, she's MY Becky and you're not allowed anyway". Well HUMPH to stuck-up Evie! She thinks she owns ALL the humans, mol.
Uh-oh, do you think she heard me? I hear her coming ... thump, thump, WHUMP!
It was Nov 29th, the day after Thanksgiving last year when Mom set off down to Marysville WA to pick up a big kitty carrier containing a little bundle of black fur with great big scared eyes. That bundle was ME, and I had spent the night in a kitty trap in Lady Dolly's living room after stepping into it Thanksgiving night to get some delicious fried chicken (I'm pretty sure a certain gray & white Angel kitty gave me a nudge).
Mom wasn't sure how the whole "socializing" thing was going to work out since I was already 10 weeks old, and I surely had no idea what these great big humans were planning to do with me, but it all worked out great. I've come to love my family and I'm very grateful to Lady Dolly’s Mom for caring about my fur mom and us kittens, and for working so hard to give us a chance for a better life than we could have as feral kitties. I’m so happy to have a warm forever home where I can sleep on a soft bed every night with Mom, Dad and Mikey.
THOUGHTS OF A FERAL - by Annette Easdon
(Dedicated by the author to all the kind and caring people who give the lonely ferals a little care, a little love, and a little hope.)
“I sit beneath the bushes as she fills my dish each day,
I only venture out to eat when she has gone away,
I know it will upset her when I turn away and hide,
As every day she tries her best to get me by her side.
I wish that I could let her know that I don't want to run,
And hope that she will understand it's nothing that SHE's done.
I'd like to have her stroke me and pat my weary head,
But fear will overcome and I'll run and hide instead.
For all the kindly people who feed the strays each day,
I pray the Lord will care for them as they have cared for me. “
See, it was one year ago on Saturday October 12th and Lady Dolly’s Mom down in Washington State had just watched her beloved Michigan Wolverines lose to Penn State in quadruple OT, when the kitty she’d been feeding and trying to trap appeared for her usual supper and this time she had 3 little ones with her. One of them was ME, and we were somewhere between 3 – 4 weeks old.
Well, Lady Dolly’s Mom had had no idea we were on the way even though she saw our fur mom every day! She immediately started thinking about how she could trap us before we got as wild and wily as our fur Mom, who had actually been caught in a trap once and managed to squeeze out, leaving tufts of fur and blood round the hatch (it must not have been set up properly!). She e-mailed my future Mom about us and asked if she would take one of us if we could be caught. Well, future Mom wasn’t completely sure what she might be taking on with a feral kitten, but she said yes and asked for the black one because she knew that one would have the hardest time finding a home at the shelter. And the black one was ME! So from that day on, I’ve kind of had two Moms looking out for me (giggle).
That was Thanksgiving weekend up here in Canada, and it was Thanksgiving Day in the States when they finally managed to get me into the trap, but that’s another story. I guess that makes me a cross-border Thanksgiving kitty, and I think that’s pretty special!