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.