I know what y’all are thinking by the name of this post. I have enough pets already, why would I consider bringing another cat into my life? That is very simple, she needed a home. I did not go out looking for her and quiet frankly, I don’t want another cat. However, I can keep up fine with what we have, so what is one more? She needs a place and we have one, where she might fit in. It is not in stone that we will keep her, but I sure the heck do not want her outside in this weather.
How did this cat, I did not go looking for, find her way inside my home? Let me tell you…. A couple weeks ago, I was bringing in groceries and this little cat ran under my car and then it followed me back and forth and kept meowing, as I was emptying car. Bean and Bug instantly wanted to feed and water her, and she did look hungry. I know this was my first mistake. DO NOT FEED OUTSIDE CATS UNLESS YOU DON’T CARE THEY LIVE OUTSIDE! I usually do not care if cats are outside, if they have always been outside. They know how to survive and make things work.
This cat was too sweet and trusting. She did not act like your typical outside cat and it had me worried. Every time I would be outside, within minutes she would be following me around and another sign she really had no place to go. Bug, my youngest, made it her mission to feed the cat everyday! She would ask to go outside at around the same time everyday to put food and water in a bowl for it. It was insanely sweet and confirmed that I am raising caring little human beings.
Then the weather changed and we had a nasty thunderstorm and I knew the cat really had no where to go. We got home and I rushed the girls inside and both of them were so concerned about that cat. I did not see her anywhere, but I went outside and called “CAT” a few times and left some food in a bowl. I told them she must have found a safe place, or she would be there on our porch. They were worrying so much I peeked my head outside and found her eating some cat food. Wet, cold and pretty scared. I didn’t even think about it, I went right outside and scooped her up and brought her inside.
I can not say my husband was too pleased, but he did not object. I think secretly he was worried about her too. The girls instantly started giving it names, I told them we have to hold off. We need to know if we are keeping it, before we give it a solid name. We need to see how she does with all the other animals and go from there. Bean instantly started calling it Lucy and Bug can not decide between Meow or Catie (Cat-Tea), I just call her Cat. My husband uses ButtKiss… I think its his dumb way of keeping distance between him and the cat. he has a much softer spot for them, then even I do.
She has a gnarly cut on her leg, I think she got into a fight with some of the outdoor cats. Those cats do not mess around, because they know how to survive. Apparently she does not, and that is why she found herself inside and warm on my couch. She is fairly timid, but since the moment we brought her inside none of the other animals have really bothered her, other than to see what she is doing and maybe give her a sniff. My cat, Rascle, decided to try playing with her… she didn’t like it.
I was close to finding a no-kill shelter when she started using the floor as a potty, like a dog that is not potty trained. However we have her using our litter box now, 99% of the time. If she gets it to 100% I will consider keeping her. For now I am keeping my distance, because it is game over if I get attached. She is pretty sweet, and loves to be petted. Everyone is falling in love with her…