Favorite Nap Spot: in her cat bed, behind the sofa in the living room
Favorite Food: fancy feast, fancy feast kibble
Skills: she can jump very high
Arrival Story: Xena was adopted after being socialized by a wonderful lady who works with a TNR Program. After losing our dear Wriggley, we were heartbroken and not sure if we could take on another kitty so soon. But opening up our heart and home to a kitty that needs our help is the way to heal and honor the memory of Wriggley.
As soon as we saw her photo, we were in love. She is a sweet little girl with a beautiful face. Our first meeting proved to be just as memorable. She slept in my husband's arms for 2 hours. Keeping in mind that she was feral when she was trapped, shows how far she has come.
Bio: Xena was found in a colony of feral cats and kittens in a nearby town. The agency PawsWatch traps and spays/neuters and works with the kitties to socialize and tame them to allow for them to be adopted. Those that are to wild and will not be suitable for living in a home are returned to the location where they were trapped to live out their lives. The numbers in the feral colony will hopefully decline through attrition. We are thrilled to be giving her an opportunity to live a wonderful, long, and pampered life.
I have been with my family for 3 years. Wow, where does the time go?
I am still very kitten like in my ways. Always looking for fun and something to mess with. Most of the time it is with my brofurs and sisfurs. They don’t always appreciate that.
My Mom always thinks of how different my life would be if I wasn’t discovered on that cold November day. I was the last hold out of the feral litter that was trapped. I kept hiding each time someone would come by to make sure there were no kittens left.
I am one of the lucky ones. Please say a purrayer for all the homeless kitties. In that they all become success stories. That would be the best Gotcha Day present ever!!
My diary entries from the past few years have told you of my cunning and avoidance of not going to the vets.
Mom became very upset with Dad that he let my sweet face and big scared eyes make him think that I should not be put through the torture of going like everyone else. The last time he tried, there was blood shed..and it wasn't mine.
Friday night Mom got me to follow her into Dad's room that they have turned into a big closet. There is no where for me to hide and she could get to me easily. She tricked me with toy mice to get me to go in there and closed the door and left me there all night. The nerve of her...hmmmph...
I went to sleep in the warm kitty bed and when she came into see me, I purred and purred. Being alone in the room actually calmed me down. Not much calms me down.
In the morning she came back and scooped me up and told me that I was such a good girl. She hugged me and the next thing I knew, I was getting a blanket thrown over my head... I got a little squirmy. But then she had me in the carrier already and they locked the door.. I was tricked..totally fooled.
I let out a huge cry. But that was it. I only said a few things at the vets when talking to the other little black kitty that apparently was tricked, just like me.
Xena was a good girl. She cried a bit when I closed her in the room. But she really calmed down fast. It is funny how when she is alone, her anxiety and nevousness is lessened considerably. The other cats bring out the crazies.
She was calm...although nervous at the vet. She may have a little heart murmur. But it diminished when the vet pushed on her eyes. She made a note.
I really thought they would need the hawk gloves to restrain her. But she just sat there on the table and when they were done, she walked right back into the carrier on her own.
The vet said that we certainly have the difficult part.