Sammie’s Tail Part 24

Sammie’s Tail Part 24

It was a very bad winter a couple of years ago and we had a lot of snow.  I saw these 2 kittens in the snow and thought, oh dear, they deserve to be trapped and have a home with someone.  They were both tuxedo kittens and I am guessing about 5 months old and may be siblings that were dumped or lost their feral mother.  I called out to them as they walked by and they ran faster to get away. 

My neighbors also saw these cats.   It is funny, but at times we see a cat and then we don’t anymore. I wonder if they get a home or die from the heat or winter.  I hope they get a home.  I kept watching for these kittens and thought I could catch them, get them fixed and since they were young, find someone to adopt them.

I was told by my allergist I shouldn’t have more than 2 cats and 2 would not be a good idea.  Plus I did some research on Sammie’s Bombay breeds personality and I don’t think they care for friends.  I also watched a new TV show that observed multiple cats living in a home and to see if they are friends, and they concluded that if the cats are not related, they don’t really bond together.  Well, I still had it in my mind to try to find someone who wanted to have a new cat.  I asked my older neighbors who had an 18 year old cat if they wanted a second one.   They said no.

Now it was getting close to spring and ending March and that wicked snowy winter.  I see the same black and white tuxedo cat looking much bigger and hanging around our porch and house.  So I put out food in our back yard.   That night, the food was all gone.

Next I saw her in our backyard.  So I put out some food and watched her eat it.  I mixed wet with dry.  Now I can work on giving this cat a home and socializing her or he.   The cat had a black mask like look and reminded me of the raccoon mask on the face.   Hard to tell how big the cat is.

I borrowed a have a heart cage and put a little home out.  My husband texted a picture of the cat in the little home the next day.  Next thing, I am going to feed the cat with me sitting on the stoop and there will be no choice but to eat the food while I sit there.

This tuxedo cat was eating well and I am guessing she is a she as she is small like my Sammie.   She didn’t like to get too close.  I began to use treats to coax her with a trail closer to me.   I will call her a she and I began calling her Bettinna, a name I thought of and have no clue why, except it is a name after my grandmother and since I don’t have children, this was good to me.  If she ends up being a boy, I’ll change it.  I am guessing her age as about 10 months old or 9 months old as she looks full grown. 

 

 

I finally get to pet her slightly one day while coaxing her with the treats.   She was dripping water from the gland under her chin/neck quite a lot.   I asked people about this and no one could really give me an answer.   One person who had 4 cats said they have a cat like that.   But, now that I think of it, I don’t think so.  She was scared and nervous but could tell she wanted love.