Over the years I have gotten valuable information from The Cat Site and have finally decided to take a moment to join, introduce myself and some of my kitties, and say "Thank You!".
My husband & I currently have 27 cats on our property (we call it Fat Kitty City) for which we provide food, shelter, love, and care. The stories of how they came to be here are as varied as the cats. A few have found us, but most of these guys are here because there was nowhere else that they could be.
The remainders of a feral colony I used to care for now live here in the "Cat Castle". For safety reasons (their numbers were decreasing rapidly) I relocated them from their original grounds 5 years ago. In spite of their palatial accommodations they often remind me that they are still feral and will never be completely comfortable with me. A couple of years ago I introduced 2 orphaned feral kittens from another colony (the calico in the photo below on the shelf behind Louie the tabby is one of them) into their midst. After the necessary acclimation they were welcomed with open paws, especially by two of the older males! Go figure! Below are Dolly, Sissy, Louie and JoJo.
A little more than two years ago, going to and from work, I drove past a house daily that I kept an eye on, just because there were always cats in the front yard (frown). One day, it was obvious that the people were moving out of the house. The next day and the day after, it was also obvious that there were still cats at the now-empty house. I stopped to feed them and that's where a long and mostly heart-breaking, but sometimes heart-warming, journey began. There were 28 cats left behind at that house. It was early spring so every female was in heat or already pregnant. It was physically, emotionally, and financially exhausting. The good news is that it is our pleasure to have thirteen of those beauties blessing us with their presence here at FKC. Here's a picture of seven of them holding the tarp down to keep the lumber dry (lumber to build yet more kennels!). They are so helpful!
We live on and are surrounded by wooded acreage with little ground cover. Only the luckiest and most savvy cats are able to find us on their own. They're usually pretty banged up and/or missing a body part or two by the time they get here. Currently, we have four that found us instead of vice versa.
Everywhere I’ve ever lived or worked I’ve never had to look too far or too hard to find a cat in need. Feral, semi-feral or stray, they are anywhere you chose to put out a food bowl. We have at least one cat from every place I've worked in the last 20 years. Here are three of my former co-workers, Princess Patches, Cookie, and Little Hoot.
That's us in a nut shell. "Nut" being the operative word. Thanks to all of you for everything you do for all of the needy the fur balls!
My husband & I currently have 27 cats on our property (we call it Fat Kitty City) for which we provide food, shelter, love, and care. The stories of how they came to be here are as varied as the cats. A few have found us, but most of these guys are here because there was nowhere else that they could be.
The remainders of a feral colony I used to care for now live here in the "Cat Castle". For safety reasons (their numbers were decreasing rapidly) I relocated them from their original grounds 5 years ago. In spite of their palatial accommodations they often remind me that they are still feral and will never be completely comfortable with me. A couple of years ago I introduced 2 orphaned feral kittens from another colony (the calico in the photo below on the shelf behind Louie the tabby is one of them) into their midst. After the necessary acclimation they were welcomed with open paws, especially by two of the older males! Go figure! Below are Dolly, Sissy, Louie and JoJo.
A little more than two years ago, going to and from work, I drove past a house daily that I kept an eye on, just because there were always cats in the front yard (frown). One day, it was obvious that the people were moving out of the house. The next day and the day after, it was also obvious that there were still cats at the now-empty house. I stopped to feed them and that's where a long and mostly heart-breaking, but sometimes heart-warming, journey began. There were 28 cats left behind at that house. It was early spring so every female was in heat or already pregnant. It was physically, emotionally, and financially exhausting. The good news is that it is our pleasure to have thirteen of those beauties blessing us with their presence here at FKC. Here's a picture of seven of them holding the tarp down to keep the lumber dry (lumber to build yet more kennels!). They are so helpful!
We live on and are surrounded by wooded acreage with little ground cover. Only the luckiest and most savvy cats are able to find us on their own. They're usually pretty banged up and/or missing a body part or two by the time they get here. Currently, we have four that found us instead of vice versa.
Everywhere I’ve ever lived or worked I’ve never had to look too far or too hard to find a cat in need. Feral, semi-feral or stray, they are anywhere you chose to put out a food bowl. We have at least one cat from every place I've worked in the last 20 years. Here are three of my former co-workers, Princess Patches, Cookie, and Little Hoot.
That's us in a nut shell. "Nut" being the operative word. Thanks to all of you for everything you do for all of the needy the fur balls!
