"I'm finally feeling more comfortable around my people."
Age: 8 Years Sex: Male Weight: 11 lbs.
|Home:Zion, IL ||[I have a diary!] |
"Help! I'm trapped!"
"No fair! I'm out cold- I didn't mean to pose for this picture!"
"My first night at my new home- free food!"
"The Orange'n'Whites taught me how to lounge on warm summer days."
"I'm so happy when Chibi lets me hang out on the deck!"
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Mr. E, Mystery Tabby-Swirl
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Being locked up in cages, Chibi not letting him hang out in the yard
Other cats, small rodents, whatever "toys" nature provides him
Favorite Nap Spot:
In the shed
Anything, not a finicky feral. Loved his canned food while he was in captivity but *hated* captivity too much to miss it.
Appearance out of thin air, super shine and healthy appearance for a feral cat, can locate good people who will help him when he is cold and hungry!
Mystery (Before we caught him we joked that he could be Mister E or Ms. Tree) showed up in our backyard after trick-or-treating in 2006. We thought this gorgeous exotic looking and well-fed cat was a neighbor's who had snuck out and was just scared so we fed him, improvised some shelter, and started looking for his owners. Months went by and it was apparent he was a feral, especially when an orange swirly cat with an eartip showed up looking very much like a relative. We got him fixed and now he's here to stay as long as he likes!
When Mystery got fixed they found an abscess on his paw, probably that Chibi gave him, so he had to stay indoors for 10 days to get antibiotics. He was so miserable we thought we might never see him again when we let him go, but he stuck around. Spay and Stay checked nearby cat colonies practicing trap-neuter-return to see if anyone had fixed an orange tabby cat and was maybe missing Mystery, but couldn't peg down any likely origins for our Tabby Swirls. We're happy to care for them anyway, because we sure they'd do the same if Hannah or Chibi ever got lost.
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October 30th 2008 7:46 pm
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It finally happened! We've got electrical up on the deck! Our new water dish keeps the water liquid even when it's freezing! The raccoons are so jealous. They'll be in tortor all winter while we are sipping our nice warm water. Big thanks to our friend Santos the cat who got his family to come over and put it in before his new baby human arrives.
I've been here 2 years now! It's so much better now that I'm super best friends with Chibi. No one can believe how he used to hate me. Unfortunately now Hannah is jealous of our boylove and she boycotts Chibi whenever he is hanging out with me. Which would be most of the day. I still sleep out in my shed in my little self-warming shelter and let them snuggle in the big house at night... Hopefully one day Hannah will warm up to me and she can see how snuggly I really am. With fur as plush as a cozy rabbit and a rumbling purr it's just silly to not have me in your cuddle shack!
Don't worry though. I'm at no loss for cuddles. Besides my "bromance" with Chibi the people can't resist petting me and I love it more and more. I guess now I'm more into being petted than some of their indoor cats! Who would have thought that shy little Mr. E would finally warm up to people and like being petted as much as Jigsaw?
November 29th 2007 5:49 pm
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I like being petted! I'm calm about it and would really get into it if Chibi weren't around to get jealous and come nip at me. I wish Jigsaw was still out here to help protect me. He's been inside for almost two weeks now! His leg was really mangled, and he's still not walking on it, but the doctor still doesn't think it's broken and is hopeful he will walk again since he can still knead his paw just fine and hold the bad paw off the ground when he limps. There is still hope he can come snuggle with me before Christmas.
Speaking of snuggling, I got my new shelter! Of course, Chibi won't let me use it on his deck... So they gave up and just put it in my shed. Extra wind and dog protection that way compared to being down on the patio. And it's nice because if I overheat I can get out and cool off just a little inside the shed. I'll make it through the winter okay.
I just need to keep trying to get Chibi to like me more. I try to be very submissive but he just keeps taking that as a sign to walk all over me, he doesn't seem to love me any more for it. Oh well. I know I'm a nice little boy. Jigsy loves me lots, and now my people get to pet me when they see me and I know that they love me, too.
November 2nd 2007 11:39 am
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Halloween 2007 has come and gone, and with it marked my one year anniversary from when I first showed up here after trick-or-treating hours in 2006. I stayed far away from all the crazy stuff the people were doing to celebrate, even though Jigsaw stuck around and says it wasn't so scary. Wow, a whole year in my new home, and how exciting it's been!
When I first showed up the people treated me so funny. They kept taking pictures and posting me on the internet for people who lost their cats to look for. They gave me special food and tried to get me to come up to them. They were just very insistent I must have a home somewhere. But they should know from their own feral cats over the years that just because a cat is homeless doesn't mean they have to look as ratty as my friend Chibi. Some of us are very healthy and take pride in our cleanliness. At any rate they kept fussing over me through the winter while trying to find an "owner" until one day Jigsaw showed up! Sporting the same exact bold swirly pattern as me on a very similar body type they knew he came from the same place. And when they examined him closely and saw he was ear-tipped so they knew we came from a managed colony! But unfortunately I was not ear-tipped so they still had to trap me and get me "fixed."
What a weird experience that was. I walked into this little wiry box to get some really yummy food and the door closed behind me, I couldn't get out! Then the humans came and got me and put me inside their house where I had to spend the night in this crazy little box. In the morning they picked me up again and put my "trap" into a bigger, moving trap called a car. It drove me off to an even stranger house, called a "vet clinic" with dozens of other cats who needed this "fixing" procedure. They knocked me out and did something weird to me and before they took me off their operating table they noticed I had a badly abscessed wound on my paw that I could have died from if they hadn't treated it then! How lucky! When they were done I was starting to wake up and they handed me to my human Lindsay. She gave me some medicines, cleaned my ears, and posed for a few pictures while I was still groggy enough to be held. Those crazy people. But I still needed more medicine for my paw, so when she took me home she had to make a bigger trap for me in her "garage" where I stayed for 10 whole days. It wasn't so bad. She waited on my all day giving me canned food and fresh water, even cleaning a little sandbox she gave me to do my business in. She only tried to pet me a few times and just gentle pats on the head, and finally my day of freedom came. She ushered me into yet another cage, this one smallest of all with a handle for her to carry me. Then she took me out to the backyard and let me go right in front of my shed. I was so happy, I plopped out and went right in. My friends were happy I was okay, and I was happy my paw didn't hurt anymore.
Since then things have been great. The Orange'n'whites are a lot nicer to me now and I trust the humans more. Every morning they feed me and lately I sit by the bowl when they pour my food. In fact, I've started smelling their hands and letting them touch me on my head without making a run for it. It's not so bad. I've yet to see why Chibi, Hannah, and Jigsy like it so much, but they insist some day I'll really like it, too.
So I've officially acclimated to my new home. This year's journey will be the journey of getting tame. I don't want to be the only one of 4 who doesn't love being petted forever, so wish me luck!
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