An alley cat life is nothing of a fairy tale. I've chosen to take a playful tone, and to allude to fairy tales calling the cats "fairies with tails" and the blog "Fairy Tails", to tell you about the "happily ever after" stories and also the sad stories, then leave the sadness in a far away land and in a forgotten time...

Saturday, January 25, 2020

Dear Diary - more appointments for assessment for adoption

Read the Introduction, to get the general picture of my interaction with the alley cats, and the Summary, to put the stories on a timeline.

This week I was giving all the time I had to Rocky, I told you about him in the previous Diary post. We found him skin and bones, starved. Home, he was eating well. At first I gave him water by syringe, but then I started to add it to the food. It was very important to have him hydrated for all organs to function well, but also so he won't get constipated. I had to wait almost 2 days for him to poop... I was getting worried. Then he actually slowed down with the eating, of course, his digestive system was getting adjusted. Was I worried? Of course... Meanwhile I was trying to hold him and pet him as much as I could so he would feel some love and safety. At some point he started to cry, and I've got worried, again, that maybe he his stomach, intestines hurt as I touch him. It wasn't that. He was scared by the other cats... even when they were at the end of the room. It took few day for him to get an eating and pooping rhythm, and he also started relaxing his fear. I  set him in a carrier, but left the door open when I was close enough to save him if in trouble, and he started to come out, more and more. He is very sweet, definitely friendly but still recovering so I was really skeptical about him being accepted for adoption. I really really hoped, because as I told you, his front left leg looks bent, it would be a huge expense for me to help him with that.

I was also trying to spend quality time with Misty and Sharky , that I had for few months and love them dearly. I also feel they love me back, they answer to their names, and behave like I'm their mother. Very painfully to let go, only I know I saved them from dying of starvation and they'll have a chance to a good life. But I will never see them again, and I will not actually know how their lives will be.

The other newcomer, also hurt (bloody ear infection), Phoenix/ Hagrid, is still in the entry closet. He is the sweetest boy, but he doesn't feel that well and he's an adult not neutered, so he gets excited by the smell of my other cats, and I suspect getting bored in there. If I knew he'll be in the house so long I would have put him in a room. But now, as he is scheduled for surgery for neutering and cleaning the ears for next Wednesday, I decided not to move him and give him more stress. I'll let him recover in the closet and then move him.

Friday, I took Misty, Sharky and Rocky to Org T. for admission for adoption, as planed. And they all got in! I was soo happy especially for Rocky as I know he will get better medical care than I would have been able to give him.

I went on the adoption floor to cheer up Coco and Lily and I was very happy that Coco was so much more relaxed. The shelter staff said that she started to relax even with them. And they let me know that Oki and Hope just got moved from the clinic on the adoption floor. So I went to cheer them up too. Well, they were desperate, hiding beneath their bedding , but Coco was the same at first, so I hold my sadness and worry. As I was there for couple of hours, I went to them three times. They were a little better with each visit, but not relaxed. It's gonna take few days to weeks.

The feeding went as usually. My husband was happy to see a beautiful blue main coon that he hasn't seen in a while. Meanwhile in our second colony  few were coughing and some were no show. We are definitely worried for them. My husband is looking actively now for who is truly friendly so we can take them to Org T for adoption and for kittens. There were four colonies where he knew there were kittens, at three of them he still sees them. They are in broken down garages and they don't come out long enough for him to grab them. He'll keep trying...

And that's all that happen this week with the cats. Myself, I've got a bad cold/ flu. I'm definitely tired, besides day by day life, the cats are really adding a lot. And as you see I'm doing a lot for them these days.

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