I haven't been around much, but I wanted to check in to report on a new family member. My girlfriend and I have talked about finding a brother for Mocha, our ~1yr old tabby whom we adopted last summer after her litter was found living under a house. She's doing great...still very particular about the terms on which she accepts human affection, but very sweet when she feels like it.
Well, yesterday my GF comes home and excitedly asks "Can we get another kitty?!?" I asked why and she explained how a stray had either shown up or been dumped at the barn where she keeps her horses. Apparently the poor guy is scared to death of horses, had a fight with another barn cat, and was cowering up in the hay loft while the other cat wouldn't let him near the food. But he clearly wasn't a feral because he absolutely soaked up attention. Anyway, I had a good feeling about it and told her to bring him to the vet this morning to be poked and prodded. Turns out we have a healthy (but skinny) 1-2yr old male on our hands.
Unfortunately nobody cared enough to have him neutered, which we will rectify ASAP.
Right now we have the little guy set up in the dimly-lit bathroom while he gets used to the idea of having a home. The vet said that he had probably been roaming for quite a while based on his condition. He's a little grimy, a little sleepy, incredibly hungry...and one of the sweetest cats I've ever met. I was just in there giving him a scratch behind the ears while he purred his little head off. I managed to entice him with a little food and he really went after it...good apetite on this one! He's 8.5lb today and I figure he should be at least 10...maybe more, as he's really skinny.
Anyway, that's enough for now. I'm pretty excited, and really hope that he and Mocha will get along OK. Maybe in a day or two we'll make a proper introduction.
Well, yesterday my GF comes home and excitedly asks "Can we get another kitty?!?" I asked why and she explained how a stray had either shown up or been dumped at the barn where she keeps her horses. Apparently the poor guy is scared to death of horses, had a fight with another barn cat, and was cowering up in the hay loft while the other cat wouldn't let him near the food. But he clearly wasn't a feral because he absolutely soaked up attention. Anyway, I had a good feeling about it and told her to bring him to the vet this morning to be poked and prodded. Turns out we have a healthy (but skinny) 1-2yr old male on our hands.
Right now we have the little guy set up in the dimly-lit bathroom while he gets used to the idea of having a home. The vet said that he had probably been roaming for quite a while based on his condition. He's a little grimy, a little sleepy, incredibly hungry...and one of the sweetest cats I've ever met. I was just in there giving him a scratch behind the ears while he purred his little head off. I managed to entice him with a little food and he really went after it...good apetite on this one! He's 8.5lb today and I figure he should be at least 10...maybe more, as he's really skinny.
Anyway, that's enough for now. I'm pretty excited, and really hope that he and Mocha will get along OK. Maybe in a day or two we'll make a proper introduction.