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I’m the Meanest Person There Is

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Dec 202005
 

This morning the little cat actually came down the hall a ways to greet me when I came out. She might have come all the way down if Phurball hadn’t been in his usual spot right outside the bedroom door.

She purred when I petted her. She chased me and batted at my ankles when I walked away. She was as cute and appealing as a cat can be.

And what did I do? I took her by the scruff of the neck and lowered her into the cat carrier, and took her off to the vet. She was so scared.

I feel like the most horrible person in the world, terrorizing a sweet little baby cat who was just starting to trust me.

 Posted by at 6:49 am

Big Day for Kitty Tomorrow

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Dec 192005
 

I’ve got an appointment with a nearby vet to take the little cat in tomorrow morning to have her spayed. Her pregnancy is still in the early stages, and while I hate to abort her kittens it’s going to be very hard on her to have them at her age. Not to mention how much easier it will be to find her a home if it’s just her. They’ll also give her a rabies/distemper shot and check her for feline leukemia.

I have no idea how I’m going to get her into the cat carrier. This is a canny little cat; there will be no tricking her into it—I’m going to have to simply nab her by the scruff and lower her in. It’s been over twenty years since I’ve picked up a cat who didn’t want to be picked up, so it’s anyone’s guess whether I remember how.

And just when she’s starting to trust me a little, too. *sigh*

 Posted by at 11:18 am

Poor Kitty

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Dec 162005
 

Meriwynn dropped by this morning at my request to have a look at our little visitor; she has a lot more experience with cats and kittens than I have, so I wanted her opinion on the little critter.

The verdict: Our girl is about five months old, she’s definitely pregnant, and was very likely smacked around by her people. Meri observed that when she would touch the cat’s tail or hindquarters, she’d jerk away to get them out of reach. I hadn’t noticed this behavior—the first few days she was here she’d jump if you did anything, and after that she’d gotten used to me, and she’ll allow me to stroke her hindquarters or even give her tail a gentle tug (as I do with Phurball).

Poor baby. I didn’t want to think she’d been abused, but it was certainly a suspicion from the way she jumps and flinches every time you move towards her. As young as she is, someone must have been hitting her when she was just a kitten. She’s not particularly afraid of my kids, though—in fact she seems rather partial to my ten-year-old, even when he leaps across the room and drops down next to her to pet her—and she’s not spending all her time on the mantel any more. Now she’ll even let us walk up to her, if we move slowly. In fact, last night I accidentally kicked her when I was walking across the room; she ran right in front of my leg as it was swinging forward, but she seemed to realize it was unintentional and didn’t run or flinch when I went over to pet her and apologize.

She’s such a sweet little cat. I want to make sure to find her a good home with loving, gentle people who will be patient while she learns to trust them.

 Posted by at 11:09 am
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