|Look at this terrifying cat (Heart). Grr.|
I got an update from the woman who adopted Rameses as well. She is SO thrilled with him. She has a few other cats now, and not only does he get along with them, he also loves her boyfriend! She says he's one of the nicest cats she's ever met, and I would tend to agree with her. Of course, she sent me the text message while I was at work, and I'm sure my co-workers thought I was nuts or pmsing or something when I got teary-eye randomly at work. How can I not be emotional about this guy? He has the ULTIMATE outcome! A wonderful forever home with a wonderful person who will NEVER let me know fear or sadness or hunger again. THIS is why we do rescue!!
We still have Meggie. She's a little tortie who came to us from another rescue. She was DEATHLY ill when she was a bottle feeding kitten, and despite the fact that she was being saved, she didn't know it, and the act of medicating her traumatized her to the point where she would bite or scratch anyone who came near her. After lots of work and patience, we can now touch her, but we still can't touch her head. SOON! Hubby has said it's his mission to make her his buddy, and I think it's working! He managed to touch her first. I'm good with that.
We also have Humphrey. Humphrey came to us as a cute little kitten... Or I should say, a small demonic vicious kitten who would rather eat you than look at you. He's definitely been a challenge and taken longer than I ever would have imagined. In fact, he's still not ready by any stretch of the imagination. I've realized though he is RIDICULOUSLY intelligent, and I tend to find that the really
|The Regal Humphrey aka "Humpy" LOL|
So he wasn't neutered. He DEFINITELY needed it. We'd started calling him "Humpy" because he was humping everything. The problem was that balance between getting the neuter and not wanting to ruin any progress we'd made with him. So, deciding to deal with whatever came, I managed to get him crated up and didn't die in the process, so it was off to Dr. J to get the deed done. Now I warned EVERYONE at the vet office that Humphrey was NOT going to co-operate. They couldn't just go in on him because he would either panic and run, or he would panic and bite, and neither one of those situations was something I wanted to happen. Great! Everyone's warned and all will go well. Until... reality hits. So the vet was pretty confident he could handle Humphrey. Even though he was warned by myself AND the tech (who told him repeatedly "Treasure said DON'T go in on him go slow"), he decided to go on in and grab Humphrey for his exam. I bet you he'll never do that again, because Humphrey showed him EXACTLY what I was talking about. He promptly dodged past him, trashed the back end of the clinic, then managed to somehow get the EXTREMELY heavy door to the front open, trashed the front of the clinic, and they were sure he would dodge out the front door too... Thankfully they managed to get him scruffed just before that. At which point Humphrey promptly peed ALL OVER the vet. When I came to pick him up later, the story was relayed to me with much laughter, and I couldn't help but giggle. To this day, the vet remembers Humphrey. Bet he will never forget him, either! Anyways, Humphrey has made immense amounts of progress now that he's finally neutered. He still won't let me touch him by going in, but he lays on the bed with us, and will come up and "tap" us with his paw, wanting us to know that he's acknowledging us. I'm in no rush. I enjoy his pretty face and his antics, and he gets along great with the other cats. He will come around when he's ready to.
Bailee has made some AMAZING progress as well. It's very obvious to me the longer I work with him that he WAS badly abused, however, at some point he WAS a very sweet and loving boy who enjoyed the attention and affection of humans. He has another little girl, Tux, in the room with him, and when she runs for attention, I can see in his eyes the conflict between wanting some of that too, and being paralyzed with fear. He doesn't poop when we come in the room anymore. In fact, he doesn't even run. He moves away and watches, intensely curious. It's awesome because I know it means it won't be long before he comes around.
I'm more than a little pooped now, but I hope to do a new post with some updates on some new baby additions soon!
As always, if you are interested in any of the cats and kittens I discuss in my blog, please contact NCWL.
Keep calm and rescue on.