Chloe goes to her foster home

This afternoon Chloe went to her foster home.  Within minutes of meeting Heather, Chloe's new foster mom, I just knew this was going to be an absolutely faboo home for this incredibly sweet social cat. 

For the next few days Chloe will be in a bright and cheerful room, she still has to recover from her spay surgery that was last Tuesday.  Then she will slowly be introduced to the other kitties in the house, there are 7 of them, plus a very sweet dog named Lacy.

Chloe was not nervous or afraid when she came out of the carrier.  She looked around for a few minutes exploring her new space, went back into her carrier for about 3 seconds, came out and then walked over to the cat bed Heather had placed in the room for her and she climbed right in.  She was a very content little cat and she was so happy.

I cannot tell you how good it made me feel to see her enjoying a warm bed.  No more cold scary nights in the industrial area with one eye open ready to run if a coyote appeared.  No more wondering if her former person would show up to give her some food.  She is safe, she has a warm bed to sleep in, she has food and she has the love to two wonderful humans, Heather and her husband Ben. 

Chloe you are such a dear little kitty.  I am so happy for you baby girl. Hug hug hug and kiss kiss kiss on the top of your sweet head.  I love you sweety.

Chloe - a good picture

I got this picture of Chloe tonight which is much better than the one I used in my earlier post today.  She is the most affectionate little cat I`ve ever met and I hope that a wonderful forever home is in her near future.  In the meantime she is going to her loving foster home tomorrow afternoon. 

I`m going to miss her sweet face and her purr and her love of being with humans.

Hug hug hug Chloe.  I love kissing the top of your sweet head.

Chloe

This isn't the best picture but then no picture would really show how sweet Chloe is.  She is desperate for love and affection and a warm lap to curl up in. 

I first met Chloe on Monday evening when Robin brought her over but I had heard her story a few weeks before this.  She was going to spend the night, along with two other girl kitties, in our garage until Tuesday morning when all three were going in to be spayed. 

Seems Chloe's person (I cannot call this man a caregiver because a caregiver would never do this) dumped Chloe and her sister in an industrial area because his girlfriend is allergic to cats!  I have no idea if he made any attempts to find proper homes for these two girls but this is the home he chose for them and dropped them off.  They have been living here since the spring and it looked like this is where they were going to spend their first winter outside.

It is my understanding that he does show up to feed Chloe and her sister Cookie but I don't know how often.  He told Robin he is going to take Cookie home because she is his favorite and that if Robin wanted to find a home for Chloe that would be ok with him.

A foster home has been found for Chloe and she will probably be going in the next few days.  We still have to find a forever home for this sweet 5 year old girl but thank goodness she is going to be inside with a warm bed and two people who will lavish her with all the TLC she needs.

Early History - Part 4

This post was originally published in September 2009 and has jumped to today's date when I was attempting to make a minor edit.  Sheesh !

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Over the next few summers and with the help of a couple of friends, Kim and Barb, we managed to take most of the kitties in to be spayed or neutered. We had about 16 cats fixed and then returned to the colony. Any kittens born were removed and homes found once they were old enough.

The last two cats to be captured were Ollie and Doodle and we caught them in the traps on the same afternoon. That summer Ollie had one last litter of kittens so I had to wait until they were old enough to fend for themselves before I took their mom away for a few days. At about 8 weeks old two kittens were caught but the third little cutie, I named Jingle, was just too smart, just like her mother. Ollie was the most difficult cat to capture in the trap for spaying. She was just not having anything to do with that trap, no matter how hungry she was not going in, but we finally got her. Jingle was still staying close to Ollie and we did try to get her at the same time, but no luck.

Little Jingle was finally captured when she was about 4 months old. I brought her home to socialize her which didn't take too long. I had a fur ever home for before we caught her so I knew she was only with us for a few weeks. The day I took her to her fur ever home I have to say I cried like a baby as I was leaving. Jingle was the first kitten that I had socialized, with great help from my husband, Mike. I knew giving her up would be tough and it was. Today Jingle is a happy, healthy 5 year old kitty and still very much loved.

In the 3 or 4 days that Ollie was away from the colony Jingle would show up for feeding with a male cat I had named Mistopholies. Jingle was his spitting image so I assumed that this was her father. Their black and white marking were so similar as was the fur length. It made me chuckle to think that since Jingle's mother was away, she went to her father for support, comfort and protection.