It has been quite awhile since I added anything new to my blog. But the time has once again presented itself! So without further ado, I will give a brief recap of the past year.
All of the cats are doing very well. Jake is still king of the house and makes sure that they all know it. He is now 12 and starting to slow down a bit. Yet he still enjoys play time and any type of food. He wants to be the sole boss of all (even the humans).
Jake
Marvin turned 10 in March. He is still my sweet sweet boy. Also still skittish, but still improving. He is my little snuggle bunny at night.
Marvin
Cisco turned 7 in June. His urinary issues continue to hold steady. He gets a daily regime of supplements and lots of added water to his diet of all wet food. He is one BIG boy weighing in at almost 14 lbs. He is not overweight, just very large and muscular. He loves to spend his time lounging by the windows.
Cisco
Shadow turned 10 in January. He is still my baby. He loves loves loves living inside. He went through a period where he started to spray again. Fortunately it lasted just a few weeks and he is now back on track. He is very vocal when he wants attention or food!
Shadow
Stellar turned 8 in July. He is still very sweet, but also reserved. He too enjoys being inside and watching the outside world from a warm loving home. He is the sense of calm.
Stellar
Hampton turned 7 in April. He has made the most progress. He is so much more confident. He comes onto our bed at night and enjoys walking around and exploring. He still hides when others are in the house, but his confidence has just soared in the past few months. He loves my husband!
Hampton with my husband
All 6 (Left to right: Hampton, Stellar, Shadow, Jake, Marvin and Cisco) enjoying Churu.
In late February a cat was wandering around our back forest. I went out to check on the cat. The poor thing. His eyes were almost completely matted shut and there was discharge coming out of his nose. I had no idea how he was navigating around the forest. I fed him a can of food and then tried to get him into the carrier. Something spooked him and off he ran. I told him if he needed help to come back. A few weeks later, he appeared. I took the carrier with me along with some stinky cat food. I was able to get him into the carrier and to the vet. I had told a neighbor about him and she said she could foster him or make him a barn cat. He went to the vet and was an intact male with a bad upper respiratory infection. His eyes were just a mess. Yet he was very sweet and loving and enjoyed being pet. After the vet appointment, I was able to drop him off to his new home. He has since been neutered and adjusted to the household with 3 other cats. Unfortunately his eye issues continue. He is having surgery later this week to hopefully correct the scar tissue that has formed. I am just so happy he has a wonderful loving home. He was named Rocko! He is no longer a foster and also will not be a barn cat! He was a fantastic home and will spend his years inside!
Rocko on the day I caught him.
Rocko in his new home.
Another cat showed up a few weeks later, but it appeared to just be passing through. I did see it again a few weeks later and it appeared he had been injured. He was limping and had a patch of fur just hanging from his side. I never saw him again. I do hope he was gone back home or at least recovered.
On Friday, August 7, it was a nice evening. We were sitting out on the deck and my DH looked down to see a cat. It was a small brown tabby. I took out a can of food and he gobbled it down. After a bit he wandered away. Of course he showed up again the next day and after a few days, he was hardly leaving the yard. I could get close to him, but not close enough to pet. He preferred me to keep my distance. He was quite scrawny and not very big. I worried about him at night. He was not a feral cat and seemed somewhat oblivious to the other wildlife. One evening a group of raccoons chased him. I knew that he couldn’t stay outside. I also knew that I did not want to care for an outside cats again. It was just too much of an emotional roller coaster for me.
Stray cat
On Wednesday, August 12, I decided to trap him. I set out the trap with some yummy food and within 10 minutes he was in the trap and upstairs. I am using a Jack and Jill bathroom that has plenty of space. I added a small cat tree, litter box and cozy bed. He was not very happy at first. I left him alone to settle and later brought some food. Of course he hid behind the toilet (which later had to be blocked) as well as promptly hissing at me. Yet he did come out every time food was brought to him. This was a good sign! Later that night, I decided to check on him. Once I hit the stairs, the most terrible smell filled the air. I was afraid to look. Poor boy, had jumped into the bathtub and proceeded to have terrible diarrhea and then sat in it. Ugh. It was not a fun start to our journey.
First day inside.
The next day was better. He was still afraid, but I could see light inside his eyes. The hissing continued. I took an old wand toy and attached a small brush to it as well another wand toy with a baby spoon attached. This allowed me to be a bit further from him while still interacting. I offered some baby food on the spoon and he really enjoyed it. Next I tried the brush. He enjoyed it and purred a bit. His absolute favorite treat, is Churu. It has the consistency of baby food, but in a pouch. It wasn’t long before he was licking it off my fingers.
Brush and spoon attached to wand toy.
Friday, August 14 was vet day. My vet is still doing curbside drop off. I wanted to see if he had a microchip, confirm sex ( I was pretty certain a young male), SNAP test for FELV and FIV, vaccines and deworming. Of course there was no microchip. He is a he and estimated to be between 12-18 months. He is intact. Best of all he is free of FELV and FIV!!! He did have fleas and they found hookworms in his stool. Both easily treated. Poor boy was exhausted that day. He allowed some brushing and some pets later that evening.
The next day he was really out of it and quite grouchy. He hissed and hissed and wanted nothing to do with me. The vaccines and vet visit from the day before had really taken a toll. I brought in a small cabana so he could curl up. I left him alone most of the day. He did perk up at night and enjoyed some pets along with some fresh chicken. We decided he needed a name…. Welcome Oliver. His name means peaceful.
He has now been inside for just over a week. He eats like a champ 3 times each day. He uses the litter box. I will say that I forgot how terrible tom cat urine smells. He will be neutered in September. He is starting to be interested in some toys. Yet still leery and uncertain. I had to take away the cabana as each time I entered the room, he would hide inside and not come out. I really need him to be out so I can work with him. I just know he was someone’s cat. Being an intact male, leads me to believe he was thrown out or left on his own to wander and sow his oats.
Oliver enjoying some play time.
Oliver after enjoying some petting.
For now he is with us. We are in the middle of a kitchen renovation. There are some very noisy days ahead. Once the kitchen is complete, I hope to move him to a spare bedroom. This way, we can interact a bit easier with him and continue to work on socialization. After the neuter is complete, I will begin some introductions with the other cats.
I am taking everything one day at a time. The other 6 know he is here and so far all is fine. I have done a bit of scent swapping without any issues.
Sometimes the Universe works in mysterious ways. I was meant to help Oliver and I do believe he came into my life for a reason. It has been 4 years since a new cat arrived in my life. It feels like getting on a bike again…. I so enjoy the experience. I feel energized by this opportunity. There is just something inside of me that comes alive when I think of Oliver.