I was reading in the library with my friend when I met my cat for the first time it was cold outside and he was looking for a place to hide. I played with him and I left him there because I was going to the school. The next I went back to the library and he was sitting there in sun
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saving a stray cat
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What are your plans?
Are you pretty sure he is homeless for now? Or you dont know?
My advice would be, if you can help him - preferably by taking him home - do also search after his owners. He perhaps has a home but got astray. Or he does has a home nearby, but like to take strolls on foot in the fine weather...
OK, but why not just to "have your eyes open" but wait and see? Because, if he is freshly dumped, or freshly got astray, he is defenceless at this moment. He hasnt learned the street smartness as yet. Anything may happen. Mean boys, somebody needing food for his snake, straying dogs... Anything. The first three weeks are the most dangerous. If he survives three weeks on his own and is still healthy and OK, he has good chances to manage....
If he is that friendly you can alternatively leave him with a shelter, your type of "Animal friends".
It may be dangerous to leave there shy cats, or sick cats, or high preg females - they are quite often put to sleep if its too troubling to help them.
But a friendly, handleable, healthy cat has a good chance, even if the shelter isnt strickt no kill shelter.
Still, very often the best solution if YOU, the finder, is willing to take it home. You can have it in the bathroom several days, if so is, So you are sure its healthy and doesnt has parasites. Deworming under the time, etc...
Please come back with further reports, so we shall try to guide you from there. Btw, where are you, what town? So we can perhaps help you to find a suitable shelter and or a low cost spaying clinic.
Tx for caring!
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Personally I think that sometimes the cat picks us to be their "care taker" and I have tried this serveral times. 2 times I became the new "care taker" -- another time i couldn't because I had to travel on and wasn't prepared to take the cat with me. Sadly I learned later that this particular cat was run over by a car.
The other 2 cats came later on. The first was my neighbor's cat that had been made homeless by a new dog they got and the cat was afterwards fed out in the lane with all other cats in the neighborhood. The cat was very responsive to a friendly human (me) and a friendly dog (my boyfriends). So the cat began to stick around in my garden even when my boyfriend's dog was out there. The dog was used to cats and knew to treat all cats with great respect. The real cat owner was moving away from the neighborhood, but by now the cat had completely moved in to my house with me. And though I was told the cat was old, he learned to use the kittydoor. I was so proud of him. We had plenty of time to enjoy each other's company: he was my cat now and I was his caretaker. Suddenly in the middle of winter he took ill and I had to have the vet examine him and there were so many issues, the vet put him to sleep ... I was of course terribly sad to have lost this wonderful cat who moved in to me and let me take care of him his last time on earth.
The next cat was a feral cat the showed up in my garden with his sister the following summer. The sister seemed tame but the brother wouldn't come near us. And of course the dog know to keep his distance. The sister wasn't afraid to come forward and eat the tidbits we offered her. The brother still kept his distance. The brother by the way was much bigger than the sister though they looked very much alike. I thought the brother was the mother in the beginning but it was a male cat! One day the male bully-cat in the neighborhood came as if to get the sister and the sister followed him out of the garden, It was really something to see! The brother always came with the sister and I had an idea that I could become good friends with the sister and then with the brother over time. I suddenly heard from another neighbor that the sister had been hit by a car, I was anxious to see if the brother would then come alone. After a while he did show up and I fed him so he came every day to eat.
In my country the humane society for cats has a program for feral cats in order to keep the population down but still have feral cats in the neighborhood to control rodents. You can borrow a very sturdy cage from the vet, get the cat in the cage (this is like setting a trap for the feral cat to go into) and take the caged cat to the vets. The vet will examine the cat to check for disease, vaccinate the cat and then neuter him or her. Needless to say the cat completely lost his trust in me when I returned him to the neighborhood. He ran away as soon as I opened the cage door and stayed away -- for several months. But he came back all of a sudden. When walking the dog, my boyfriend had met the cat here and there in the neighborhood. The cat seemed to be getting closer and closer to my house and one day my boyfriend said to me, "you have a visitor". The feral cat had come back and the trust was restored. He came every day to get fed, he learned to use the kittydoor, too! We didn't try to pet him, but he did relax in the furniture where we also were, and even went upstairs to check it out.
The other 2 cats came later on. The first was my neighbor's cat that had been made homeless by a new dog they got and the cat was afterwards fed out in the lane with all other cats in the neighborhood. The cat was very responsive to a friendly human (me) and a friendly dog (my boyfriends). So the cat began to stick around in my garden even when my boyfriend's dog was out there. The dog was used to cats and knew to treat all cats with great respect. The real cat owner was moving away from the neighborhood, but by now the cat had completely moved in to my house with me. And though I was told the cat was old, he learned to use the kittydoor. I was so proud of him. We had plenty of time to enjoy each other's company: he was my cat now and I was his caretaker. Suddenly in the middle of winter he took ill and I had to have the vet examine him and there were so many issues, the vet put him to sleep ... I was of course terribly sad to have lost this wonderful cat who moved in to me and let me take care of him his last time on earth.
The next cat was a feral cat the showed up in my garden with his sister the following summer. The sister seemed tame but the brother wouldn't come near us. And of course the dog know to keep his distance. The sister wasn't afraid to come forward and eat the tidbits we offered her. The brother still kept his distance. The brother by the way was much bigger than the sister though they looked very much alike. I thought the brother was the mother in the beginning but it was a male cat! One day the male bully-cat in the neighborhood came as if to get the sister and the sister followed him out of the garden, It was really something to see! The brother always came with the sister and I had an idea that I could become good friends with the sister and then with the brother over time. I suddenly heard from another neighbor that the sister had been hit by a car, I was anxious to see if the brother would then come alone. After a while he did show up and I fed him so he came every day to eat.
In my country the humane society for cats has a program for feral cats in order to keep the population down but still have feral cats in the neighborhood to control rodents. You can borrow a very sturdy cage from the vet, get the cat in the cage (this is like setting a trap for the feral cat to go into) and take the caged cat to the vets. The vet will examine the cat to check for disease, vaccinate the cat and then neuter him or her. Needless to say the cat completely lost his trust in me when I returned him to the neighborhood. He ran away as soon as I opened the cage door and stayed away -- for several months. But he came back all of a sudden. When walking the dog, my boyfriend had met the cat here and there in the neighborhood. The cat seemed to be getting closer and closer to my house and one day my boyfriend said to me, "you have a visitor". The feral cat had come back and the trust was restored. He came every day to get fed, he learned to use the kittydoor, too! We didn't try to pet him, but he did relax in the furniture where we also were, and even went upstairs to check it out.
To add to what StefanZ wrote. If you have not done so, take the cat to a vet and see if it has an ID Chip. All my cats have ID Chips and if it were my cat I would want to get it back as soon as possible. Someone may be in distress over the cat, I know I would be if it was my cat. Also check bulletin boards at local grocery stores someone may have posted that they are missing the cat. You can also check with local animal rescue shelters as the person may have reported the cat missing to them. Do not put out bulletins or fliers saying you found the cat. I know that may sound strange but there are cruel people out there that may want to harm the cat or as StefanZ pointed out they may need snake food.
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