Something a little different for today – rather than introducing a new cat, I thought it might be time to check in on a few of our friends from past posts.
When I wrote about poor grouchy Rita last August, this overstuffed kitty was so obese she had to struggle to get up if she fell over. To make matters worse, she hated other cats so much that they had to be kept from her sight.
Well, she’s not as large as before, and will accept human cuddles with much less likelihood of a sudden switch into grumpy swats, but she still hates cats. And so she still has a room of her own. Now we just need to find a way to get her out and about for a little exercise without meeting any of the hundreds of cats living at the sanctuary…
Jingles, another enthusiastic cat-hater when she arrived, has adjusted somewhat better. She still doesn’t like other cats getting in her face, but it’s now possible to approach her and enjoy a cuddle without her eyes darting back and forth to see if anything furry might possibly be thinking about coming near.
Shadow’s medical condition (severe constipation) has caused him to spend a good deal of time in a cage these days, so staff can monitor his bowel movements. If he manages some, he gets to come out for a while; if there’s a concern, back in he goes.
Of course, any time he’s out and about when I come for my shift, there he is waiting to “help” me at the table where I dish out the cans. Purring away, I might add.
Aurora still likes her cage as much as she did when I met her last September, though she did try something new and exciting by moving into the cage next door to her usual one for a time… to the surprise of anyone who noticed the change.
Now she’s quite content with expanding her horizons by sitting on the bottom shelf of her cage rather than the top.
Greyson was having a pretty tough time of it for a while there after his arrival in November. He was stressed out by the other cats, started having skin problems, got sick off his medication… more stress, more skin problems. But now that all seems to be in the past. His fur looks good, his eyes are bright, and he’s very responsive to anyone who wants to have a visit with him. All in all, very content and well adjusted.
When I first met Squeaks, I had to take the reason for his name on faith, as he almost never spoke to me. Perhaps he just needed to get to know me, since now, far from me having to seek him out, he often follows me around and squeaks loudly at me until I pay attention to him.
Nevada is now back outside with his buddies. He will, if in the mood, allow himself to be approached and even enjoy rubs and tickles like he did when he was in his cage. He’s less willing, unfortunately, to allow staff anywhere near him when it’s time to give him fluids that keep him healthy enough to be able to enjoy sitting out there and visiting with people…
Cow was let out of his cage back in February and seems well on his way to being one of the self appointed greeters of the front courtyard. Apparently no big adjustment problems for this one – he’s a happy boy.