Hey everyone,
So, a few weeks ago, I made a thread asking a few simple questions about care for a cat whom I couldn't handle after being spayed due to how traumatized she was after being dumped off. I figured that, since she's recovered from being spayed, I'd make a new thread for her.
I found Jezabelle on Craigslist the day she was dumped. After being thrown from a car while in a box, she was transferred from a veterinary clinic in Hutto, TX to a shelter in Georgetown, TX. I initially closed the thread because I wasn't sure if it was the right time for me to have a cat, but I kept thinking about her over the weekend. I eventually decided to get her because she 'called' to me from her picture and her story. Two days later, on a Sunday, I went in to see her, but could not hold her because of how traumatized she was. The shelter was concerned that I would not want her because of her aggressive behavior. I knew this was because the original Craigslist post (before it had been edited by someone who claimed to 'not be from the shelter') said that the shelter was full and that after her three-day period was up, she would likely end up being put to sleep. I told them I wanted her anyway, so that day, I signed the paperwork, then picked her up the next day after she was spayed and had some infected ovaries removed.
This Monday will be the three-week anniversary of me bringing her home.
I wanted to make this thread because of something that happened today. As you've probably guessed, I haven't been able to touch her. She has started to come closer to me, though, and progress has been immense. This morning, though, I woke up and looked down because I felt a pressure near my legs.
Jezabelle was sleeping in the bed with me.
This was the first time this has happened.
(Please excuse the laundry near her bed and plate of catnip. It has been the laundrypocalypse in my household.)
Even though she hissed at me when I shifted the first time, then after when I told her I had to get up (both to use the restroom and to rush to post here and on Facebook,) I am thrilled beyond belief of her progress. She's getting better every day.
So, a few weeks ago, I made a thread asking a few simple questions about care for a cat whom I couldn't handle after being spayed due to how traumatized she was after being dumped off. I figured that, since she's recovered from being spayed, I'd make a new thread for her.
I found Jezabelle on Craigslist the day she was dumped. After being thrown from a car while in a box, she was transferred from a veterinary clinic in Hutto, TX to a shelter in Georgetown, TX. I initially closed the thread because I wasn't sure if it was the right time for me to have a cat, but I kept thinking about her over the weekend. I eventually decided to get her because she 'called' to me from her picture and her story. Two days later, on a Sunday, I went in to see her, but could not hold her because of how traumatized she was. The shelter was concerned that I would not want her because of her aggressive behavior. I knew this was because the original Craigslist post (before it had been edited by someone who claimed to 'not be from the shelter') said that the shelter was full and that after her three-day period was up, she would likely end up being put to sleep. I told them I wanted her anyway, so that day, I signed the paperwork, then picked her up the next day after she was spayed and had some infected ovaries removed.
This Monday will be the three-week anniversary of me bringing her home.
I wanted to make this thread because of something that happened today. As you've probably guessed, I haven't been able to touch her. She has started to come closer to me, though, and progress has been immense. This morning, though, I woke up and looked down because I felt a pressure near my legs.
Jezabelle was sleeping in the bed with me.
This was the first time this has happened.
(Please excuse the laundry near her bed and plate of catnip. It has been the laundrypocalypse in my household.)
Even though she hissed at me when I shifted the first time, then after when I told her I had to get up (both to use the restroom and to rush to post here and on Facebook,) I am thrilled beyond belief of her progress. She's getting better every day.