Alex is a smaller, black male kitty that came to me a week ago with two other foster cats. He's neutered along with the other male and a spayed female. AFter 6 days in our cat room (just a bedroom set up for our fosters), we had a knock out fight between them. I didn't actually see it, but when I ran into the room, Alex had a mouthful of white hair (the orange tabbies) and there was black hair all over from Alex. I immediatly removed Alex as it appeared that he was the one being picked on and he was only defending himself. After he was removed the orange tabby, O'Malley and the tortie female, Sweetpea did fine together. Everyone was throughly checked over and found to have no nasty wounds. Now Alex is living in my kitchen with a baby gate up seperating him from my three big, hyper dogs.
Now, here's where it gets good. Alex hid from the dogs for the first day, but at dinner time came out meowing and ready to eat. We set up his food and litter box in the kitchen and he decided to spend his time watching the dogs from under the kitchen table.
When evening came around, Alex wanted to get some love, but was still afraid of the dogs. We have a "window" type thing between the kitchn and the living room, so you can see from one room to the other (there is no glass, it's just open). Almost kinda like a bar.
So, the dogs are sleeping on the couch, Andy and I are watching TV and all of a sudden, Alex walks right through the window, across the back of the couch (and past the dogs) and onto my husband's lap. He then lays down, rolls onto his back and spreads his legs for a full belly rub!!! Now, my husband hasn't spent any considerable time with Alex, so it was surprising that he went all the way across the room to get to Andy when he could have plopped down on my lap as I was right near the window.
Anyways, it was just the cutest thing you'd ever see. The dogs just stared at him like "look at this crazy cat walking past us like we're not even here".
Now that's the kind of thing a foster cat can do to earn a permanent place in our home. He's buttering up my husband, maybe because he know's I'd keep every one of them if he'd let me.
Karen
Now, here's where it gets good. Alex hid from the dogs for the first day, but at dinner time came out meowing and ready to eat. We set up his food and litter box in the kitchen and he decided to spend his time watching the dogs from under the kitchen table.
When evening came around, Alex wanted to get some love, but was still afraid of the dogs. We have a "window" type thing between the kitchn and the living room, so you can see from one room to the other (there is no glass, it's just open). Almost kinda like a bar.
So, the dogs are sleeping on the couch, Andy and I are watching TV and all of a sudden, Alex walks right through the window, across the back of the couch (and past the dogs) and onto my husband's lap. He then lays down, rolls onto his back and spreads his legs for a full belly rub!!! Now, my husband hasn't spent any considerable time with Alex, so it was surprising that he went all the way across the room to get to Andy when he could have plopped down on my lap as I was right near the window.
Anyways, it was just the cutest thing you'd ever see. The dogs just stared at him like "look at this crazy cat walking past us like we're not even here".
Now that's the kind of thing a foster cat can do to earn a permanent place in our home. He's buttering up my husband, maybe because he know's I'd keep every one of them if he'd let me.
Karen
