January 9th 2014 8:08 pm
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Mom and I wanted to share a story with you about these past few super cold days. At the end you can laugh and breathe a sigh of relief. I think most of us had our share of this really cold weather and we worried about the feral kitties that might be roaming our neighborhoods.
We were no exception. We look after Charlie and Ron. We feed them twice a day. Make sure that they always have water. Built them insulated cat houses. Check them for cuts and bumps. Give them pets and lovies. They are treated the best they can be short of bringing them inside. (Which at this point, is not going to happen, or it would probably cause world war III)
Anyway, on Monday before it got very cold we gave them an extra meal, hoping that the extra calories would help them get through. The temps dropped, the wind picked up and early in the evening the boys were nowhere to be seen. We felt okay that they were hunkered down somewhere to pass the storm. At about midnight, Mom cleaned our litter boxes and took the bags out to the garbage. It was -6 and the wind was howling. Who came meowing down the yard but Charlie. Mom tried to lure him to the shelters under the picnic table, but Charlies would not go under. He was scared of the wind. So Mom walked him up the yard to the shed stays in across the alley. He went back in and Mom waited (in the -5 and the wind) to make sure he didn't come back out.
Mom went back to the house, waited a few more minutes then went up and got ready for bed. She laid down and couldn't stop worrying about Charlie. She woke up our other Mom and said "I'm bring Charlie in the kitchen for the night. I'll shut the door to the rest of the house". So in her jammies, slippers, and winter coat she trudges back outside and up the yard to call for Charlie. He comes out of the shed and follows her down the yard. She opens the back door and he wont come in. (He has come in other times, ever so comfortable and casual). Mom gets cruchies and tries to lure him in. Nope, he wont budge. Mom has her gloves off at this point and goes out and grabs him. Oh, not a happy camper. He has never been picked up before. He did not try to bite her, but he was kicking with his back legs. She got him in the mudroom, he scratched her hand, leapt from her arms and was out the door before it could even close behind him. He went running back up the yard to his shed. Mom felt like a miserable failure. She went to bed and hoped and prayed he would last the night in that bitter cold.
Sure enough, next morning he was back. He wouldn't eat too much, but had lots of water. He was back at supper too. Ron showed up, but it is obvious they don't stay together. They get along, but not that well.
Today was warmer and things are back to normal. All his forgiven, he is flopping at mom's feet and requesting belly rubs. Ron hung around more today too. I'm so glad the worst of this is over. We were so worried about our outside friends.
Hope you guys coping well too. Stay safe and stay warm!
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Poor outside kitties fur sure. Well yo did try and that is the main thing...
We hope your scratched u m=Mon is OK, and that the rest of the winter will be much less harsh than what we all just went through.
Glad they made it through the bad cold!
They are hearty guys! You are doing a goid job taking care of them. We are so lucky to be inside kitties, Skylar! I love ciddling with Mommy when it's cold.
Oh the poor kitties we are so glad that are safe and OK..we know your Mom tried her best! just hope there isn't any more super cold weather like that again...
Gez you meowmy is a lovely person. That is so kind of her.