Pennywise is the sole survivor of a colony of sewer cats (hence the name) in my neighborhood. Individuals in my subdivision this year were feeding stray cats, but nothing else. Every time I passed their house while walking my dogs, there were more and more cats and kittens. I started carrying treats and would toss them to the kitties on my nightly walks. At one point, there were about 20 cats and kittens that swarmed out of the bushes to eat the treats!
Unfortunately, the cats were causing issues with their neighbors--and the kittens kept dying from getting hit by cars, dog attacks, etc. Someone on the street called animal control, and the number of cats that came out to greet me when I brought treats became fewer and fewer.
Pennywise was the last cat standing. He's very wily. Every time he saw me coming with my dogs, he would run out to meet me, meowing loudly, and would follow me until I gave him food. I started feeding him a cup of cat food every night on my walk. Well, I started feeling quite responsible for this little noisy cat. I borrowed a trap from a friend and tried for weeks to catch him so I could get him fixed, but because he wasn't anywhere near my house, I had no luck--and when I asked the people who had been feeding the cats if I could put a trap on their property, they slammed the door in my face. (Lovely!) Pennywise would get very close to me, but wouldn't allow me to touch him, so I couldn't just grab him.
Then, a week and a half ago, my husband was able to get Pennywise to follow him back to our house. He coaxed the kitty into our house with a trail of food, and then quickly shut the door! Pandemonium ensued, but Pennywise darted into our laundry room and behind the dryer. Success...?
Over the next few days, my husband proceeded to do everything you're not supposed to, and he was able to pick up Pennywise and hold him for a while. The last time, Pennywise was even purring. Then the kitty found a way into our basement...where he's been for the past week.
He's using the litterbox like a champ, drinking plenty of water, and eats plenty of food. We put the food up on the ground floor, and he comes out at night to eat. He'll come up if we're sitting there and we're quiet. But I can tell he's not happy AT ALL. The dogs (two rescued greyhounds) haven't noticed the cat yet (we also put up a baby gate across the stairs so they won't come down, which helps).
So, are we doing the right thing? My husband and I are both very worried about Pennywise, because we're not sure if he'll be able to survive the winter (our winters get pretty cold), so we plan on holding on to him. Right now we're just "letting it ride" and seeing how long it will take Pennywise to get comfortable and come back out of the basement. Should I try and get him back into the laundry room and try and socialize him there? Should I trap him and take him to get fixed and then try and socialize him in the laundry room? Should we just leave him where he is?
Unfortunately, the cats were causing issues with their neighbors--and the kittens kept dying from getting hit by cars, dog attacks, etc. Someone on the street called animal control, and the number of cats that came out to greet me when I brought treats became fewer and fewer.
Pennywise was the last cat standing. He's very wily. Every time he saw me coming with my dogs, he would run out to meet me, meowing loudly, and would follow me until I gave him food. I started feeding him a cup of cat food every night on my walk. Well, I started feeling quite responsible for this little noisy cat. I borrowed a trap from a friend and tried for weeks to catch him so I could get him fixed, but because he wasn't anywhere near my house, I had no luck--and when I asked the people who had been feeding the cats if I could put a trap on their property, they slammed the door in my face. (Lovely!) Pennywise would get very close to me, but wouldn't allow me to touch him, so I couldn't just grab him.
Then, a week and a half ago, my husband was able to get Pennywise to follow him back to our house. He coaxed the kitty into our house with a trail of food, and then quickly shut the door! Pandemonium ensued, but Pennywise darted into our laundry room and behind the dryer. Success...?
Over the next few days, my husband proceeded to do everything you're not supposed to, and he was able to pick up Pennywise and hold him for a while. The last time, Pennywise was even purring. Then the kitty found a way into our basement...where he's been for the past week.
He's using the litterbox like a champ, drinking plenty of water, and eats plenty of food. We put the food up on the ground floor, and he comes out at night to eat. He'll come up if we're sitting there and we're quiet. But I can tell he's not happy AT ALL. The dogs (two rescued greyhounds) haven't noticed the cat yet (we also put up a baby gate across the stairs so they won't come down, which helps).
So, are we doing the right thing? My husband and I are both very worried about Pennywise, because we're not sure if he'll be able to survive the winter (our winters get pretty cold), so we plan on holding on to him. Right now we're just "letting it ride" and seeing how long it will take Pennywise to get comfortable and come back out of the basement. Should I try and get him back into the laundry room and try and socialize him there? Should I trap him and take him to get fixed and then try and socialize him in the laundry room? Should we just leave him where he is?