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Hello everyone new here looking for some advice thank you. Long story short a couple of years ago a cat litter was in my apt complex parking lot. The parking lot sat adjacent to woods. I was one of a few tenants whom fed and found homes for three out of four kittens. The last one remained and I continued to care for it. I believe he has some Siamese in him. He spent July 2009 thru Aug 2010 outdoors. I provided him food and shelter outside in Michigan winter.
This cat bonded with me we would hike daily through the fields. He fetched like a dog would and listened well to my commands. I move to another apt in Aug 2010 and took him with me. He worked out well there indoors although I was on the second floor and had a balcony he would go out daily and sit on the railing. Never jumped off. So I move out this past July when I bought a house 38 miles N of where I was situated at. Sasha seemed to enjoy the large space he now had.
In this area as most areas there are a lot of feral cats running around. Sasha took a notice right away. Almost daily 24/7 running from window to window to observe the cats. Then he started howling/yowling quite loudly which started in late Aug. By Oct he started spraying. My next door neighbor feeds a lot of feral cats off her back porch. I have no problem with that. So I knew right away Sasha had to be neutered because it just hadn't been done yet. And he wanted some female action.
In this town there is only one veterinarian. I made the appointment for neutering in Nov for this coming Thursday. Which brings me back to what happened at Midnight this past Thursday. The temperature was a balmy 62 in Michigan at that time. I had opened a window that was screened to get fresh air. No problem I thought, my windows had been opened quite often through summer or since I moved here. Sasha would like to perch in the window sill. I took a shower.
Right when i was done drying off I heard an unusually crashing/ripping noise. I knew something was up as I then heard what sounded like a cat fight at my next door neighbors home. Sure enough Sasha was gone the screen completely ripped dangling in the wind. I quickly got dressed and by the time I got out there a black cat was on top of neighbors privacy fence. Sasha saw me as I called out to him and darted off two houses past mine in the opposite direction. I didn't chase after him but casually walked down to him. He was between the houses and I started to walk towards him. Sasha ducked under the fence and headed towards the back of this yard.
I went home got a flashlight and cut through the neighbor's yard who feeds the cats. Sasha was next door perched up on this guys firewood. I kept calling for him he wouldn't come. I should have just hopped the fence but I didn't know this guy, didn't want to trespass, didn't know if he had a dog etc. Also thinking I would just push Sasha away further. So I went back home. I stayed up to 6am calling him through my window. I kept shining my flashlight through the windows into this yard and his eyes lit up.
So all day Thursday I kept calling for him no luck. Thursday evening around 10pm he was in my next door neighbors yard (cat feeder). So I slowly walked toward the back of her yard near the shed where he was at. Calling out for him. As I approached he slowly sauntered off behind the shed into the neighbors backyard on the next street behind us. Again I didn't chase him backed off and went home. I continued to call him hourly through my window.
So Friday cold front moving in. The temperature around 19 degrees 8p.m. I looked out my back door and Sasha was on my back deck. He was going for the dry food I had laid out. I opened up my door called for him he looked at me and darted off to the front of my house. It doesn't look like he got any food. Later around 1a.m I believe I saw Sasha now across my street. The time it took me to grab shoes and jacket and head out he was gone. That's the last I've seen him.
It is now 3a.m Sunday. I didn't see Sasha all day Saturday. I'm beginning to worry. It's now 8 degrees here. Every night I've been out looking for him. Saturday I drove around the neighborhood during the afternoon and at night. I drove around from 11:30p.m. to 1 a.m. Sunday morning looking for him> It's cold no luck at all. But before I left the dry food was full on my back porch and when I cam back a sizable portion was gone. Could it have been Sasha I don't know as other cats are around and so is a pesky possum.
So I guess my next step is to put up flyers and an ad in the newspaper. I love the cat I want him back. I realize he should have been neutered a long time ago. But I have my own health problems fighting chronic Lyme disease, and it's not easy getting around.
So how long will this cat be able to have no food and water? That's a big question. Will he come back? Who knows. He could get hit by a car, a predator attack, rotten human animal hater etc.
I know he can survive a winter as he already has done so. But he had shelter, daily food water, and he had time to develop a thick winter fur coat back then. What do you think the cold is doing to him especially no food water. Why did he run away from me when he was on my back porch? What is going on with him? Is it hormones? Do you think I will get him back? I'm new in this neighborhood as well as Sasha never being outdoors here. Do cat's have a good sense of direction as to where there home is? I have sprinkled his used cat litter in spots around yard and driveway to alert him. Also leaving out food and water, but water is blocked ice after hours.
I want him back!
Any answers will be greatly appreciated on what to do. Thank you for reading I know this is long.
Karl
This cat bonded with me we would hike daily through the fields. He fetched like a dog would and listened well to my commands. I move to another apt in Aug 2010 and took him with me. He worked out well there indoors although I was on the second floor and had a balcony he would go out daily and sit on the railing. Never jumped off. So I move out this past July when I bought a house 38 miles N of where I was situated at. Sasha seemed to enjoy the large space he now had.
In this area as most areas there are a lot of feral cats running around. Sasha took a notice right away. Almost daily 24/7 running from window to window to observe the cats. Then he started howling/yowling quite loudly which started in late Aug. By Oct he started spraying. My next door neighbor feeds a lot of feral cats off her back porch. I have no problem with that. So I knew right away Sasha had to be neutered because it just hadn't been done yet. And he wanted some female action.
In this town there is only one veterinarian. I made the appointment for neutering in Nov for this coming Thursday. Which brings me back to what happened at Midnight this past Thursday. The temperature was a balmy 62 in Michigan at that time. I had opened a window that was screened to get fresh air. No problem I thought, my windows had been opened quite often through summer or since I moved here. Sasha would like to perch in the window sill. I took a shower.
Right when i was done drying off I heard an unusually crashing/ripping noise. I knew something was up as I then heard what sounded like a cat fight at my next door neighbors home. Sure enough Sasha was gone the screen completely ripped dangling in the wind. I quickly got dressed and by the time I got out there a black cat was on top of neighbors privacy fence. Sasha saw me as I called out to him and darted off two houses past mine in the opposite direction. I didn't chase after him but casually walked down to him. He was between the houses and I started to walk towards him. Sasha ducked under the fence and headed towards the back of this yard.
I went home got a flashlight and cut through the neighbor's yard who feeds the cats. Sasha was next door perched up on this guys firewood. I kept calling for him he wouldn't come. I should have just hopped the fence but I didn't know this guy, didn't want to trespass, didn't know if he had a dog etc. Also thinking I would just push Sasha away further. So I went back home. I stayed up to 6am calling him through my window. I kept shining my flashlight through the windows into this yard and his eyes lit up.
So all day Thursday I kept calling for him no luck. Thursday evening around 10pm he was in my next door neighbors yard (cat feeder). So I slowly walked toward the back of her yard near the shed where he was at. Calling out for him. As I approached he slowly sauntered off behind the shed into the neighbors backyard on the next street behind us. Again I didn't chase him backed off and went home. I continued to call him hourly through my window.
So Friday cold front moving in. The temperature around 19 degrees 8p.m. I looked out my back door and Sasha was on my back deck. He was going for the dry food I had laid out. I opened up my door called for him he looked at me and darted off to the front of my house. It doesn't look like he got any food. Later around 1a.m I believe I saw Sasha now across my street. The time it took me to grab shoes and jacket and head out he was gone. That's the last I've seen him.
It is now 3a.m Sunday. I didn't see Sasha all day Saturday. I'm beginning to worry. It's now 8 degrees here. Every night I've been out looking for him. Saturday I drove around the neighborhood during the afternoon and at night. I drove around from 11:30p.m. to 1 a.m. Sunday morning looking for him> It's cold no luck at all. But before I left the dry food was full on my back porch and when I cam back a sizable portion was gone. Could it have been Sasha I don't know as other cats are around and so is a pesky possum.
So I guess my next step is to put up flyers and an ad in the newspaper. I love the cat I want him back. I realize he should have been neutered a long time ago. But I have my own health problems fighting chronic Lyme disease, and it's not easy getting around.
So how long will this cat be able to have no food and water? That's a big question. Will he come back? Who knows. He could get hit by a car, a predator attack, rotten human animal hater etc.
I know he can survive a winter as he already has done so. But he had shelter, daily food water, and he had time to develop a thick winter fur coat back then. What do you think the cold is doing to him especially no food water. Why did he run away from me when he was on my back porch? What is going on with him? Is it hormones? Do you think I will get him back? I'm new in this neighborhood as well as Sasha never being outdoors here. Do cat's have a good sense of direction as to where there home is? I have sprinkled his used cat litter in spots around yard and driveway to alert him. Also leaving out food and water, but water is blocked ice after hours.
I want him back!
Any answers will be greatly appreciated on what to do. Thank you for reading I know this is long.
Karl