Age: 11 Years Sex: Male Weight: 18 lbs.
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I love Hazel Lucy too! I just have a really long name! the people call me Fluffy
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August 20th 2005
Black and White
wandering around, talking to people
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Verus dry; Friskies or California Naturals cat food soup
Showed up January 2 2009 at our back door. Given his looks and good health, my suspicion is that he was a pet, and probably his former owner lost their lease at the end of December and "dumped" him when they had to move. He had no collar or other visible identification. He started coming around regularly when he realized our house is a regular feral feeding station. He's sweet-natured, and gets along with other neighborhood cats (I've never heard him hiss or growl at another cat, much less witnessed any physical altercation). But although he likes to talk when he sees me (asking for food!), and doesn't mind me sitting close, "keeping him company" while he eats, he shies away from physical contact with people. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~
I TNRed him 3-19-09 - that was the first time I knew for sure he's a male. He was checked for an ID chip (no chip) so I really can't find his owner. He tested negative for FIV and FELV, so he got his first round of shots on 3-20-o9 at our regular vet's office. That's also the date I got to pet and hold him for the first time - the contact he has shied away from in the back yard seemed comforting at the vet's office.
Per the advice of both the TNR clinic volunteers and the staff of the vet who gave him his shots, a few hours later I released him at the home we are moving into and not the home we are (gradually) moving out of - they think it's a better/safer atmosphere for an outdoor cat at the new place, because it's a larger lot in a quieter neighborhood, with much less traffic. They all encourage me to try to work with him, because they think he's a "reverted" former pet and not a true feral, and that he has the potential to again become an indoor cat, suitable for adoption. But he trotted off promptly when I released him from the humane trap, not running but making a straight, steady line toward I-don't-know-what without even first bothering to check out the roofed patio area where I had set up a feeding station and a shelter for him. Now I worry that since he's in a location that's strange to him, he won't be able to find us again when he needs food.
I've HEARD that this is what released TNR ferals usually do, but the previous 2 cats I've TNRed haven't set out on post-release adventures with quite as much zest as Fluff showed - they've hung around for breakfast, and meandered lazily away rather than trotted - so I'm a little sad as the realization sinks in that unlike Cow!Cat and Dougal, I really might not see him again. If that's the case, I hope Bast keeps him safe, well-fed, and well-sheltered as he makes a new home for himself, either indoors or out.
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November 21st 2009 11:09 pm
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The Food Lady was talking to a neighbor today, and the neighbor said she had seen me recently! Actually she said "a beautiful almost-black Maine Coon or similar size cat" and the Food Lady said "with silver tips!" and the neighbor said "Yes! He's gorgeous!" Well, I -am-.
Anyway, it seems I am hanging out with a bunch of other feral cats on a vacant tract of land that comprises about 20 acres, out back of the Food Lady's house. The best part of this territory is that there is only a street on one side - it's bounded by back yards on 2 sides, and a creek bed on the third.
The Food Lady had thought I might be there - and Fizzgig too. She explored the tract a few weeks ago, after she released Fizzgig and he took off, and determined that it is a WONDERFUL place for a feral cat to live. It is an old plot of farmland that has never been developed because of zoning issues. There is a farmhouse and a couple of other buildings with broken-away doors so we can go inside, and a few old rusted out cars, and some discarded pickup caps that we can hide under, and even some plywood shelters. The police department trains their K-9 units on this land, so they have shelters there for the dogs to learn to go into - but most of the time the dogs aren't there, and cats can hunker down and stay dry and warm.
The creek allows fishing cats to fish, and there are tons of voles and mice and rabbits and small prey for us all to catch. Only a small part of this land is even mown in the summertime. Most of it is like a meadow, but bordered by trees, with plenty of cover.
Also, at least some of us know where to go to get good food from people! The neighbor lady said she has fed me, and she always has food out anyway. And of course the Food Lady also puts out food for me and Fizzgig, and whoever else might happen along. (Raccoons! 'Possums! Neighbor cats!) So we should be livin' la dolce vita. The Food Lady misses seeing me and Fizz, but now that someone has mentioned me, she's confident that we're doing fine as relocated ferals.
She's thinking it might be good to plan a trapping operation on the plot of land though, to stabilize the feral population. I wonder if I should warn the other ferals?
Naaah. It didn't hurt me - it gave me a whole new way of life. So it won't hurt them.
May 13th 2009 1:21 pm
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The Food Lady thinks she saw me the other day, in a neighbor's front yard, about 500 feet away from the new house.
She tried to get a better view, but she was a passenger in a car, being driven out to do errands, and I was making my way across the lawn. By time the driver reversed the car and got back to where she could see the lawn again, I had disappeared into shrubs or under a tree or something. If it was me.
There's also an all black neighbor kitty who looks a lot like me, but it lives in the other direction, so she doesn't think the cat in the yard was the neighbor cat. The neighbor cat goes to see the Food Lady and the other cats regularly. The Food Lady thinks it's a girl, and it doesn't have my silver tips or white accessories, and it has a collar. It's a really friendly kitty and wants to go in the house - it sits at the front door and meows until she comes out to see it! It eats the food she puts out on the porch for me, but she doesn't mind that - she says it's for any kitty who wants it.
The neighbor kitty also really likes the boy kitties. But it chases Lady. Like I said, the Food Lady thinks it's a girl cat.
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