I have three cats I’m concerned with for socialization at this point. Here’s where we stand with them. Two of the four feral kittens we brought inside are still a concern. Rossie is in San Antonio with Mr. L and Ajax for the next three weeks for more intense personalized … Continue reading →
We left the cats alone for a long weekend. We confine them to two rooms of the house while we’re gone, but, well, sometimes that doesn’t work. The house does some settling, and at certain times of the year, some doors will stay closed and others won’t. Which doors varies … Continue reading →
I stepped into the kitchen on Saturday and witnessed this: What makes this more audacious is I’d just caught four of them up there moments before and chased them off–I hadn’t been prepared to take a picture them. What? You don’t see four? Check the stove. The other Bengal sister … Continue reading →
Mr. L and I tried an experiment last week. He had to stay in San Antonio several days longer than I did. I had a dental appointment in Central TX on Monday and he had a doctor appointment in San Antonio on Thursday, so we agreed he would keep Rossie … Continue reading →
I picked up Sneaky from the vet clinic this morning. They had a lot to say about how smart, fast, and, well, sneaky she was (I think she was a royal pain in their back sides). They said she eventually ate but didn’t want to be petted. She knew just … Continue reading →
When we are in San Antonio, we have more opportunity to work with Rossie one-on-one. The house is smaller, and there are fewer places for her to hide. When she gets in the garden window –we pulled her out of the carrier, cuddled her, then placed her in the window … Continue reading →
I’m a little late for my weekly cat update. The big news from the last week was I captured Sneaky, and she’s staying at the vet clinic for ten days and getting spayed and her shots. Why is she staying at the clinic for ten days? Why taking food off … Continue reading →
A sad part of being a feral cat is life, even with someone helping you out with food and water, is tough. The odds are stacked against you from the beginning. When I first began looking at what appeared to be a burgeoning feral cat situation in my neighborhood, I … Continue reading →
If you’ve been following regularly, you know about the feral kittens I adopted. They were intended to be adopted out, but it hasn’t worked that way. The four run the spectrum of socialization from Floyd who is simply a hoot and rolls with whatever comes his way. To Delta, who’s … Continue reading →
It just seems that way. We’ve been troubled about Rossie’s reluctance to assimilate with us. She likes to be near us for a good part of the day, but she doesn’t like to be handled. From day-to-day, this is not a problem. We’re perfectly willing to respect her preference. It … Continue reading →