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Sharon's been a cat person all her life and has been such good friend to me. The situation is pretty much the same, except now she's got a couple of human houseguests who will be there indefinitely (one of whom is a 3 year old) and Yahtzi is having a tough time dealing with it. She's very stressed out and hasn't been eating, but has been taking her medicine. Since she can't stay home every day, I suggested putting both cats in her bedroom, with food, water and a litterbox, when she has to go to work and making sure the door locks from the outside. They're hiding UNDER her bed anyway, so hopefully once they realize that they've got a safe haven away from everyone, they'll start lounging ON her bed and eating, drinking, and being more like themselves. I hope it works!
As for me, I've got 2 dogs - Buster was abandoned in a vacant apartment at 8 weeks old, Cinnamon is my neurotic girl from the shelter - and 5 cats. Kitty showed up at work one day, we started feeding her and before we could trap her and get her to a vet to be fixed, she had 5 kittens. I've got Kitty and Bunny, one of her daughters. Kitty was just under 5 lbs. when I brought her home and is now 13 lbs.! My "cellar dwellers" appeared out of nowhere, hanging around my house. I had 6 that would come around every night to eat. I'd come home from work and they'd be on my front steps, waiting for supper, then would run around to the deck in the back and wait for me to feed them. I trapped them one by one and brought them to the vet. Piglet, who I was told had "milk" so there were babies somewhere out there, and Kingsford were fixed, vaccinated, and released. Pooh tested positive for leukemia and after a 20 minute hysterical phone conversation, the vet convinced me to put him down. Roo was my next catch and he was also FLV positive, but by this time, I had watched them interact long enough to see that they were a family, especially once Piglet's daughter Baby showed up, and there was no way I could put him to sleep. I brought him home and that's when I decided to re-trap Piglet and Kingsford, trap Baby, and turn my basement into the kitty motel! That Roo was the sweetest thing!! Everyone else loved him because he was the snuggler, groomer, playmate and caretaker of the bunch. Piglet has never been happy about being inside, but Roo always used to get her up out of her snuggly bed and make sure she came out to eat. I have my old couch downstairs and everyone was always snuggled up to Roo. He did well for the first year I had him inside, I fattened him up nicely, but then he rapidly started to deteriorate. It got to the point where I was cooking for him and trying all sorts of supplements to try to get him to gain weight. He'd eat, but just kept losing weight. I went downstairs on December 4th, 2007 to give everyone their breakfast and there he was.....my poor sweet Roo boy. I miss him and so do they...especially Baby! He was so sweet and gentle with her and much more motherly to her than her mother, grumpy old Piglet. Anyway, now Kingsford, Piglet, and Baby are my cellar dwellers and they all seem to be doing OK. Kingsford is my lovey dovey boy and has been since I brought him inside. Piglet is actually letting me pet her SOMETIMES, but still looks like if she had the chance, she'd tear my face off! Baby is another story...still can't pet her or get too close, but she does seem to be interested in watching me when I pet Piglet. I'm hoping she'll come around because Roo never did. I never got to pet him while he was alive and that breaks my heart. Everybody deserves pets and hugs and kisses.
Maybe when I figure out how to post pics, I'll get pictures of them in here!
Thank you again, EVERYONE, for your suggestions, concern and caring...and thanks for letting me ramble on about my zoo! This really is a great group of people!
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