For a few weeks now there has been a scranny, dirty little calico living around the dumpster outside where I work and so the co workers have been feeding her. (Or what I presume is a her anyway, couldn't get close enough to look.) Anyway, since around our store isn't the best place for her (remodeling and building going on) I thought it was about time she got a proper home. She is very skittish and left after getting some food and milk from the others, but I was worried so when I saw her tonight I decided that she needed to be caught. Thankfully I had a carrier in my car and had someone get it for me while I coaxed her closer with fish, apparently her favorite. She was taking food and running away but came close enough that I could finally get ahold of her and get her into the carrier. She wasn't happy about it but she's now in the room downstairs with fresh food and water, a clean litter box, and a place to sleep. None of my cats are the wiser. (thankfully) Tomorrow she goes in for shots, an overall checkup, tests, tests, and more tests and if everything comes back fine, she will be slowly introduced into the clan. Now I'm over my limit and can't ever have another one. 5 was pushing it, 6 is over the top. We can still care for all of them properly, I just think that anything after this will be pushing out finances and I don't want to try that.
So congrats to me! I have another furkit!!!!!!!
So congrats to me! I have another furkit!!!!!!!