This is Chance, a sweet little guy that showed up in my garage over the winter. Had an infected wound on one of his legs, so I got him some care and let him stay in the house for a a while, until he healed up (it's rental property, luckily the tenant and myself are on good terms!). He was overweight, likely from not being able to move well for some time.
When it got nice out and he was healthy, we got him fixed and let him out to see what he would do (he had his claws), if he would wander on home or what, and he was gone for a few weeks, no sign of him; I was over there one day and saw this skinny white cat walking down the street and called him over. It was Chance, all trimmed down.
Ever since, he's been a mainstay at the house. Makes you wonder if he thought we were throwing him out, when in fact we just wanted him to find his rightful place in the world. Makes me sad to think about it.
He's very healthy now, has had his shots, is flea-treated and disease free, and knows where his home is - he sleeps every night in his bed by the kitchen door (there's a doggy door to the garage, so he always sleeps "inside").
He's an awesome cat. Huge hands that he bats you with when you turn your back to him. Don't worry Chance, no one is letting you go ever again.
When it got nice out and he was healthy, we got him fixed and let him out to see what he would do (he had his claws), if he would wander on home or what, and he was gone for a few weeks, no sign of him; I was over there one day and saw this skinny white cat walking down the street and called him over. It was Chance, all trimmed down.
He's very healthy now, has had his shots, is flea-treated and disease free, and knows where his home is - he sleeps every night in his bed by the kitchen door (there's a doggy door to the garage, so he always sleeps "inside").
He's an awesome cat. Huge hands that he bats you with when you turn your back to him. Don't worry Chance, no one is letting you go ever again.
