Sweet T and I didn’t start out to be “The Cat People,” but yet here we are. Meet the newest addition to our B-family clowder, Smoke. He’s about 9 weeks old now. His momma, a neighborhood feral we call Ivy, birthed him in our backyard during the height of a summer storm. He nearly drowned lying facedown in the rain, but I retrieved the tiny grey lump of fur and dried him out on our patio. Eventually, his momma came back looking for him and, after some effort, I managed to reunite them. Four weeks later, he showed up in our backyard alone after being kicked out of the den by his momma.
Being softies, Sweet T and I gave him food and water. He was skittish and faster than a speeding bullet, running off to hide anytime we dared to approach him. At the time, we didn’t know much about him—including whether or not he was he or might be she—we just knew he was scared and fighting to survive on his own.
Our serene suburban neighborhood is home to plenty of wildlife, including ducks, birds, squirrels, possums, coyotes, bobcats, and raccoons. So it’s not surprising when some wild critter shows up in our backyard from time to time hunting food. One night I noticed three raccoons had cornered something by our patio door. When I walked out to identify the source of the ruckus, I found Smoke battling for his life against these three varmints. All three were way bigger than little Smoke, especially one of them who appeared to be as big as a small bulldog. I managed to shoo the rascals off and little Smoke ran for his life scurrying to his unidentified hiding place. Concerned for what would happen to this little guy, Sweet T and I began to discuss trapping him.
Over the next few days, we learned that Smoke had taken up shelter under our neighbor’s shed. Fortunately, those neighbors happened to be Sweet T’s parents. Sweet T, determined to rescue him, spent the next few evenings after work playing with the little guy in her parent’s backyard. He quickly fell enamored with a string on a wand and before she knew it, Sweet T had captured the little guy.
So here we are…adding another member to our clan, affirming that we are “The Cat People.” We’re not sure how the B5 (the current name for our clowder) will react to their new brother, but we believe they will make fast friends once we are able to integrate little Smoke into the family. Our B5 are all former rescues who we were thankfully able to give a good home. But that’s another story for another blog post.
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My youngest daughter in Montana, along with her husband have rescued three kittens from shelters. I guess there much to praise for all who are Cat People.
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I think it’s hard to not help any of God’s creatures we see in need. It is for us anyway. Sounds like it is for your daughter too.
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