Showing posts with label Adopt Don't Shop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Adopt Don't Shop. Show all posts

Sunday, 25 January 2015

Trap, Neuter, Release ...

So. Its been about 4.5 months since I casually walked inside with the neighbourhood stray cat.

So my plans of trap, desex, and release have been highly successful. I have 'trapped' (aka picked up the deathly ill FIV+ tom cat and walked inside with him and set him up in my bathroom), de-sexed (after 4 weeks of fighting a kidney infection and other who knows what types of infections with injections of antibiotics and steroids, he was able to be de-sexed) and released him (after 2 months of quarantine while all my other cats got updated FIV vaccines done) into my house.

There have been behavioural issues. He's not a fighter nor aggressive to the cats - thank goodness. He's a kind cat who grooms Webster - his first friend and Hugo - his second convert and devoted friend. The three boys play. Like crazy nutjobs because who doesnt love cat chasing cat chasing cat at 6am? Thump thump thump crash up and down the hall-way as they launch themselves under the bed only to collide with the wooden boxes I use to store my shoes ... Who doesn't want that in their life?!




Hugo actually used to be a bit socially awkward through no fault of his own - he lived in a single cat home with my friend and he's awesome with children as a result. He loves people. Cody rough and tumbled with him when he was a few months old and that probably didnt help! Cody is awesome at teaching other cats bad habits and beating them up. He's a boof but I love him. Like. A. Lot.

My big boy, The Captain of the house, Cody-Cat is not won over by Biggie-Biggie at all. He's the dominant male of the home and he will be groomed by no one. Cody however tolerates him incredibly well to the point where I will say he is accepted. There are still glares and Cody looks like a grump, but there are no fights. Cody rocks.

Biggie-Bigmeister has certainly made himself at home.





Biggie is dreadfully affectionate ... He grabs my hand and cleans and snuggles ... Does the same with my feet. I am clearly co-owned by the neighbourhood stray, who happens to hang out in my house as he is too terrified to go outside.


How could you throw that away?

Tuesday, 22 April 2014

Sunday, 20 April 2014

Al's Quiet on Easter Night

Each night these are my companions ... Charlotte perches up top, the boys sleep in varying degrees of together. 

See what love you get from a colony cat? 

Priceless. 

 
 



Monday, 7 April 2014

Sweetness



Sharing a dog bed ... They still share cuddles. 

I'm glad we kept them together.