SPATZ

Spatz is gotten to that point that Happy Endings No Kill Cat Shelter would call a"go slow" cat. She will let me pet her but gives a little hi don't touch me, but the allows me to pet her. Spatz loves treats and cat nip. Spatz is also very load when she plays. At least it seems loud when I'm trying to sleep. She also now sleeps on my bed during the day and moves around the truck at night. Hopefully I get no other cats for awhile and Spatz and I can work out the hesitation she still has.

LITTLE ONE

Little One is back at Happy Endings No Kill Cat Shelter.  Hopefully she will settle in but it doesn't look that way. She is eating very little.  Little One is being offered lots of food choices but eats none of them. At this rate she will starve her self to death. It will take a while so people can watch how a very scared and stubborn cat commits suicide.  Little One is a go slow cat. That means she can be pet but on her terms. No fast movements. She may hiss to let you know your in her personal space, but once you start petting her she quickly warms up. Little One is a female long haired white with some patches of highlights. I do get attached to the cats I have with me in the truck and it's hard to see them suffer or go unadapted.  You put so much work into them you want others to see what you have seen. Little One needs a home either through adoption or foster. She has no problem with other cats, not that other cats won't have a problem with her it's always a crap shoot. So if someone can help Little One needs a home. And NO I can't keep her! I have Spatz to work with and others after her.

SPATZ

Spatz!  Where to begin?  Spaz is more like it. When I want to sleep is her time to party. Spatz has a chirp meow that doesn't stop. Then she kicks into a meow that sounds like your trying to start a car.  She does this during the day as well but 10 fold at night.  Spatz also now sleeps on the foot of the bed during the day and even at least once at night. I've seen her even try to play with Little One.  Little One just looks panicked and hisses at Spatz.  Little One doesn't mind sitting next to Spatz but she draws the line there. Spatz is becoming more friendly.  She still hisses a little at my appoatch but doesn't slap at me or try to bite me. She will hiss if I pet her the wrong way, "witch" is whatever she feels is wrong at the time. Little One is out of the truck hopefully this week and I can concentrate on Spatz.

SPATZ and LITTLE ONE

Spatz and Little One had an unexpected traumatic experience.  We were pulled over in Indiana and given a quick D.O.T. inspection. This wouldn't have been so bad but the first thing all officers want to do is open your passenger door. This is just not possible with both cats sitting on a shelf just to the rear of that door. One leap and one or both cats would be gone. So I explained about the 2 feral cats and that if the officer wants the door open I would have to put them into their carriers. I wasn't going to tell the officer no, but was hinting at maybe just not opening the door would be a better plan. So I told the officer to give me a minute to catch them. I was being very optimistical.  As soon as I grabbed the carrier they were off. Spatz went one way and Little One went another. The officer moved to the front of the truck and was watching through the windshield.  Little One flew up onto and across the dash. While I went after Spatz.  Across the bed, over a cabinet, behind the seat and back across the bed. I glanced at the officer who did not look thrilled. Spatz jumped on a shelf and I pushed her into a carrier. Then I went after Little One. I had her almost in the carrier when she twisted and got away. After several more laps around the cab of the truck I finally got her. The passenger door was open and we went through a couple minutes of paperwork like drivers license,  log book, bill of lading and registration.  Then the officer was gone back to his car to make out a report. A few minutes later I was handed everything back, given the report and was gone. I did give the officer a card with this blog address on it. I also let Spatz and Little One out before I drove off. They were not happy to put it mildly.  They starred at me and took off if I even came by them. What was worse is that our driver had to use my truck while I worked on his and so I had to catch them again so they could go to our house. I had more time so it did go a little better. It's funny though at our house Spatz basically walks into the carrier. Little One still does the no fucking way sprint.

LITTLE ONE

Little one is back with me as well. She is back to not eating.  So I took her to see what I could do. Out of Happy Endings No Kill Cat Shelter she started eating. After about an hour of exploring and hidding I gave both Little One and Spatz canned food. Little One ate the whole 3oz can. I gave her another and she gobbled it down too. She ate 6 3oz cans in the first 24 ours. That's about equal to 2 Big Mac's and a medium fry. Little One has now after a few days slowed down but still is eating more then she needs.  I will continue to over feed her so she can put on some much needed weight. This is one of those cats that just does not do well at a shelter. Happy Endings No Kill Cat Shelter has done what I'm doing,  given her plenty to eat, but she only eats when she's out of the shelter. That also doesn't mean she didn't eat at all but not enough to remain healthy. The shelter even tried appetite stimulants and Little One still wouldn't eat. Little One if left to long at the shelter would probably starve herself to death. She needs a home either through adoption (best case) or a fauster home. I can't keep her! I wont keep her! And I will NOT keep taking her back to fatten her up so she can starve herself again. Whatever happens after Little One goes back this time is not my problem.  Will I be upset and angry if she dies? "HELL YES!" But I can't keep taking her. The up and down weight will kill her as well. Little One has a sister who is doing great at the shelter. A matter of fact even better now that Little One is no longer with her. Little One was not eating when she was with her sister Freddy.  They came in with those names. Separate or together Little One needs a home!!!! NOW!!!!! Or she will most likely die. That sounds ominous and could be stated more tactfully but then again, I like the straight forward.  LETS FIND HER A FUCKING HOME!!! Save the nice shit for the funeral!

SPATZ

Spatz has had quite the week. We went away so I left her home in a bathroom we are remodeling.  Everything dangerous had been removed so she wouldn't hurt herself.  Spatz still found a way to cause trouble. I put plastic on the outside wall and raped it around to the inside walls. Then hung the drywall. There is just a very small section that I'm waiting to drywall b3cause I have to finish the electrical.  Well Spatz was able to wedge her self into and behind it. "OH NO! We can't find your cat!". "We think she got out of the room". The first thing I thought as my wife was asking in the background.  "What are our cats doing?". If there was a new cat loose to fuck with, then that's what our cats would be doing. Depending on the cat Spatz would be sniffed, pat, hissed at, jumped on or maybe even attacked. But left alone would not have happened.  B6t our cats were acting normal. I told them to look everywhere even if they thought she couldn't possibly get in there, and check behind the plastic in the corner. After searching the entire house and not finding her, Spatz showed up by some Houdini act back in the room. Spatz was able to get everyone in trouble for not listening and doing what they were told.