April 23rd 2013 9:15 am
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It's been a couple of days since this kitty has been in my 'partment. I'm not sure yet hows I feel about it. Mommy decided too, that since he isn't a Fiona, we are gonna calls him Jack, 'cause she said it just suits him I guess. I have been curious, but been keeping away from where he is. Mommy moved my food bowl 'cause I didn't wanna go by where he was just yet. So, that is something that she is thinking about, because I come furst and foremost! And if I am not comfy, then that is that!
He seems to be doing ok though-he was feeling all woozy this weekend and now that it's Tuesday, he seems more alert and all. Last night Mommy and I had some alone times fur cuddles and she opened the crate and he acshully left it to explore the living room-a'course, when Mommy went in there to see what he was up to, he ran back in his special space. He eats a whole lot! And he goes potty a lot too-finally he had poopies, Mommy said-I guess that's good, but I has poopies all the time and she doesn't celebrates those! Maybe it's a boycat thing 'cause she used ta talks about Harrison and Indy's poopies too. Boys...ewwww. He pees a lot too, and it's stinky still-maybe that is a boycat thing, but Mommy said it's important that he is going-I guess he had some infection when he went and the kitty clinic gave him medicines fur it. She said something like there was blood in his pee the first time he went, and then it seems that there isn't any in the litter-is there a way to tell though or is it obvious?
He let Mommy pet his head and ears too and under his chin on Saturday-on Sunday she was gonna too, but he was scared and did a mini hissy and bopped her hand, and she gots a little claw mark, nothing bad though. Yesterday when he was insides his hidey hole tunnel thing, 'cause it can be smooshed flat, Mommy pushed it on his forehead and gave him a petting that way and he seemed ta likes it she said.
One kewl thing about this whole sishuashun is that remember how much I said I liked treats and Mommy wasn't giving me them?! Well, I'm getting lots a'them! MOL! They is healthy ones she says, and he is getting them too. He does let her crawl inta the special space he lives in, it's kinda big enuff fur a person-so Mommy sweeps up the litter that falls outta the box and any crumblies from food. the floor in there has something cawled puppy pads all on the bottom-not sure why, since he is a kitty, but I guess it makes tha floor not cold plastic or something. There are blankies all on top of it too, so unless I go right up ta it, I can't sees inside. Unless Mommy moves those blankies. Last night he was mewin a lot, like how he used ta at the door when he was hungries, and Mommy got outta bed and he had tipped over one of the hidey holes MOL! Mommy put that one in there in case he wanted ta go on the top of it, since the special kitty house is right by the window-that way maybe he can peek up, but he just likes to sit insides them, and he peeks out.
He even is sleepin with Mommy's little stuffed lamb that she got awwwwl the way in a place called Stonehenge -he is a fluffy little guy and I think Mommy thought maybe Jack would wants ta cuddles with something. It's been cold outside at night, so I hope he at least is happy ta be warms.
I know all my friends, you are all so good and helpful, so thank mew so much! Mommy still doesn't know if Jack is gonna stay with us or go back to his own home, wherevfur that is. Mommy has a tendency ta be impatients....if ya didn't know that already MOL! But she is trying too-but she is not gonna try fur weeks and months. I know that might make some furriends upsets, but, well, when Jack was Fiona, Mommy was happy just ta be able ta gets her...now him...ta the kitty clinic fur some tlc. And since he was extra sicks a'course we didn't want to just put him back outsides-they say you let them go the very next morning early, and with the way Jack was, there's no way he would'a done ok on his own, specially since there are other kitties outside that Mommy heard picking on him before-whenever she saw it, Jack was always the one that was trying ta get away or walk past, with his head down, and the other kitty would be blockin the way. But, if I am still nervfous the way I am, well, again, I am the most important. And Jack can always come visits for yum yums and all. Who knows-if we could talk, maybe he would tell Mommy he likes the outside.
She was also reading this stuffs about how ta tells the difference between a feral kitty or a turned feral kitty or a very scared stray kitty-and it's so hard to tell what he is. He does a lot of stuffs that a feral kitty who nevfur met a purson would do, but he also does stuffs that seem like maybe he had a pawrent fur a very short time, so adapted ta lifes on his own. They also said he is 1 to 3 yrs old, and who knows, but when he started coming ta visits me, Mommy says he was so teeny tiny.
So that's the mews at my house right now. I had a lot on my mind ta get out, so if you read this, thanks fur reading it awls.
Wow - lots going on at your house! Your Mom is right that it can be difficult to tell a scared cat from a feral one. Sending purrs to you all!
Sounds like you're taking it pretty well, Kitty. You're a good girl not to give your Mama any more worries. I bet it works out just fine. Keep us in the loop!
Sending lots of purrs to that handsome Jack. I hope you all can get along so he can stay with you. I think the fact that he lets your Mom pet him is a good sign. We will also purr that if he can't stay with you, that a home can be found so he doesn't have to go live back on the streets!
Well you are the most important one and I'm glad your Mom knows that. I hope Jack can get used to home life and can find a furever family even if it's not with you. I think Jack has potential to be a good kitty once he knows he's safe.
Sending purrs that it all works out with Jack - with y'all or somebody else.
You guys have Feliway in the main rooms? That can really help.
When mommy got me she put me in the little bathroom. She closed me in there with litter,food and water. I didn't come out of the carrier all day. The next day I was on top of the cabinets hiding! She brought me a a little wet food up there about 4 times a day and pet me a little then left me alone. It was 2 days before I jumped down to use the litter at night. After a few days mommy left the bathroom door open but the bedroom door closed. Little step by little step I got my courage. I have been here a month now and feel at home but I still get scared sometimes! I was not feral just scared.
When my foster mommy trapped me I had been living with a feral community for an unknown amount of time. She took me to the vet and decided I should have a home because she knew I would come around. I hope Jack comes around too. And I hope he is not as bossy as my brofur Uboo but is a sweetie like Misha and Molly who also came from outdoors.
Checking in on you and Jack. Still sending purrs and best wishes!