Last Wednesday, I went to pick up two cats per my father's request. He owns a nursery and garden center called Snooper's. The barn here serves as his tool shed and check out area for his customers. Ever since Kitty Kitty Meow Meow passed away, mice have been running around like crazy around here. We also have a lot of rabbits, which I guess are not so great for a nursery business either.
|Right outside of the barn.|
Anyways, I went to the shelter to get some kitties and came home with Baby Frosty and Honey Delite. Their names kind of make me laugh, but I decided not to change them. They are actually not feral cats. They were owner surrenders due to "family health". They both came from the same previous owner. They are about 7 to 8 years old.
|Baby Frosty in her favorite hiding spot.|
|Honey Delite right after coming home from the shelter.|
So why did the shelter give me cats that weren't feral? I have no idea if these cats ever lived outside before. I know that the shelter would have definitely euthanized these cats. They were kept in the back with the other feral cats because they were deemed (VBP) "unadoptable". They were extremely terrified in the shelter, and it took the staff at least 45 minutes just to round them up out of their cages for me to take home because they were so wild.
I brought them home, and now they are staying in a confined (VBP) room in the barn for awhile to make sure they don't run away when we allow them access to the outdoors. They are slowly making progress and coming out of their hiding places.
Baby Frosty seems the most outgoing. She walks around and looks at me when I go to check on her. I was able to pet her once. I stopped trying after she scratched my father. She looks at me inquisitively (VBP) and doesn't run away when I approach her. But she will scratch. She growls a lot. However, I still think she has really made some great progress in just a few days.
Honey Delite is pretty much terrified. I feel so sorry for her. The first 2 days, it was pretty impossible to find her hiding place. She's a great hider. She still likes to stay confined when I enter the room and hisses at me a lot if I approach her. I did get to pet her for a few minutes one day, but I think she was mostly just frozen scared.
|Honey takes over Baby's hiding place.|
So that's their story! I was glad to be able to give them a second chance at life. I feel bad because I'm not sure how different this life is going to be from their old life. I guess it's better than euthanasia though.