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08:14 AM - 02/27/2006

The topic: And then there was one?

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Still no sign of Carla.  Meeze has been spending much more time over here than he had been.  But then there will be hours where I have no idea where he could be.  Is he looking for Carla?  I don’t know.

The coyotes have been bad, I guess.  My mom, who lives about a half mile from us, said that Mama is gone.  Mama is Lisa’s mom.  She lived on the porch of a lady who lives across from the dumpsters in the park where my mom lives.  Dodie is in her ninties and has been trying for years to get Mama to come live inside, but Mama (like so many cats who’ve spent the majority of their lives outdoors) refused to come in.  So, she lived on the porch.

Well, the coyotes like the pickins at the dumpster and it’s quite possible they saw Mama.  Mom told me about the conversation she had with one of the tenants where he was outside (I don’t recall the time of day), but he saw a coyote come up and snatch a cat off of one of his neighbor’s porches. The cat was just sitting there cleaning itself.

I don’t know that a coyote would be the reason for Carla being gone, though.  As far as I know, she and KittyMeeze are the only two ferals left. 

And now, there might be only one.

I lay awake at night, thinking about how we could get him inside.  I don’t know if I could get him the same way I got Red.   By having him follow the trail of food into the garage.  He just doesn’t seem to be that food oriented.  And then there’s the problem of getting the other cats out of there.  Angel and Gracie live out there. 

And he’s trap smart.  I just don’t know what we’ll do.  I wouldn’t even mind just having him live in the backyard.  He could come inside if he wanted to, but at least he’d be safe. 

*sigh*

Why is caring so stressful?



I understand the “Why is caring so stressful”? and I might add Why does it have to hurt so much. I stress out with worry over mine when I can’t get them in, other people’s animals and their illnesses and the many strays this town has that I happen upon. I saw one Saturday at the mall outside Lubys restaurant. I called it, approached it to see if I could catch it, or even get near it and off it ran. I have to hope it is eating good out of the Lubys dumpster. I said a prayer that night for it. I say one for Kitty Meeze and Carla tonight.

Posted by Melanee @ Monday, February 27, 2006 - 4:34:21 PM


There’s a nice gray cat that I’ve been feeding lately and last night late he came to my back door and I felt so bad for him because it was almost at freezing temp.  I gave him more of the food I usually give and then I threw a beach towel in the dryer for a few minutes and put that out for him on the perch he likes.  He had some food and curled up on the perch for a while then he wandered off.  I have 5 cats in a small house and there’s no way I could have brought him in.  I just hoped he had a good warm spot he could curl up in or he’s someone’s inside/outside cat and was just staying out a little late.

Posted by Lisa @ Monday, February 27, 2006 - 8:11:52 PM


I stress daily over Mistrie, the feral who came here almost two years ago and spends time either in the woodshed where I have a blanket high in the wood or under the deck where I have two beds.  Her bed in the woodshed is being used up by us as winter lengthens, getting smaller and smaller and she loves it there to get away and feel safe.  I checked the beds under the deck and they are damp!  I have tried everything to keep them dry!!  She hasnt come to eat today, but I see her eyes in the wood. This is the first time she hasnt eaten and she refused Fancy Feast this morning.  I can pet her, she headbutts and purrs to me, but refuses to come inside.  I love that little girl….

Posted by Patches Lady @ Tuesday, February 28, 2006 - 1:56:35 PM


Would a trail of catnip work?  That’s how we persuaded Black Bart to get into our cat conda—and from there into the house—last fall.  He lived in our yard for several years—hopeless feral I thought—then decided last August to start hanging around on the deck and visiting our cats through the screen door.  This progressed to our finally “trapping” him in the condo and bringing him inside, where he has turned into a real snuggle bunny.

Anyway—catnip might work when food won’t.

Posted by laura (alaska) @ Thursday, March 02, 2006 - 10:03:08 AM

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